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This isn't your 'Normal Love story'. No, Not At All.
It's a story of two individuals, belonging to SO differen...
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‼️PENULTIMATE CHAPTER‼️
So... this chapter is going to be a bit lengthy. I put my heart in this and wanted it to be perfect.
I really hope you'll like it.
Off you go! ❤️❤️❤️
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NOVEMBER 24, 1988 (Los Olivos, USA)
| MICHAEL |
I sighed deeply as I stretched myself, but a smile touched my lips when I felt a light weight over my chest. I lowered my eyes to see her sleeping face as her head was laying upon my chest. I placed my hand over her head, lazily stroking her hair, then gently kissed her forehead and inhaled deeply.
The room was dimly lit with the early morning rays that were seeping through window curtains.
Everything felt so surreal. Everything was finally over. We were finally in peace.
I looked at the clock at the nightstand and it was still quite early in the morning. I carefully and slowly shifted from beneath her, without waking her up. I stretched myself, stretching my arms upwards as far as possible, yawning lazily as I stood near the bed. I let out a huge breath when I calmed and opened my eyes. I giggled weakly as I saw her hugging and snuggling the pillows.
[A/N: I'm sorry to interrupt BUT... Imagine my man standing lazily in his cute pajamas (or better: shirtless as I portray him most of the times), yawning and stretching like a little cat with his massive messy af curls. Uuufff!! 😥🔥🤤]
I rubbed my eyes and finally headed towards the bathroom. After having a shower, I decided that I would prepare breakfast for my girl. After putting on my clothes for the day, I reached her again and settled besides her on the bed where she was still sleeping. I smiled as I leaned in and kissed her cheek, then again then again and trailed my soft kisses to her eye then her forehead. She stirred weakly and I kept kissing her beautiful face. She then opened her eyes and smiled lazily and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me to her, making me smile wider as I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
"Tell me that everything is real. That everything is indeed over." Her low, groggy voice asked innocently. I inhaled deeply again as she tightened her arms around me.
"It's all over, sweetheart. Everything is going to be fine now." I told her before I placed soft kisses along her neck.
"But then... Then why can't I enjoy our happiness?" She said, making me lift my head just to look into her eyes. "Why do I feel like there's a huge emptiness inside me?" She said, her beautiful grey eyes clouding with worries.
I placed one hand over her face and caressed her cheek with my thumb. "That's because no matter what, he is your father. No matter what, you had hope to get him back. You never expected something like this to happen." I said and she lowered her eyes, as she frowned ever so slightly. I exhaled and kissed her forehead deeply. "C'mon now. Don't think about anything. Get up. Have a shower and get ready." I said sitting straight, pulling her with me as her arms were still around my neck. She frowned in confusion.
