Memory 93
You fought hard for me. It took forever but Yuri had enough influence to get me into your room. You were hurt too badly to do much but let me curl in the bed with you. Savouring your slow and steady breathing against my ear. Your hand in mine and our wedding bands against each other. Your greying hair felt soft as ever beneath my fingers. You sister and dad on speakerphone both saying nothing more than urging you to hold on. They called you by your middle name: Joshua. You were theirs too weren't you?
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
