Finding My Home // a.i - prologue

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"I may not have food on my table or a roof over my head. Shit, I don't even have a table to put food on."

I look up to find his hazel, with a hint of green, eyes already staring down at me. His smile growing with every word that falls from my mouth.

"Maybe home doesn't have a roof over my head or walls protecting us from the outside, it's where you are. Home is where the heart is, right? And my heart is with you."

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