Dear Future Husband,
He.
Touched.
Me.
Grant touched me.
You touched me.
I'm just kidding...
Maybe...
I don't know.
I almost thought I heard angels as he so carefully touched my arms, my skin singing under his warm hand, feeling fortified by his fingers. I could feel the future, from one small, platonic touch, I could feel the premature buds of a relationship.
I know all of that sounds ridiculous, and I don't know what caused it, but there was something different about his touch. It was unique, it was custom just for me.
Who am I kidding? It's my sister's ex, I can't have him. Even if I could, he would never like me, a guy like him was too good for me. Besides, why would he date his ex's sister? He seemed like a good guy, he wouldn't do that.
Whether or not I get him, I've got you, whoever you are.
And that is the best feeling in the world.
Xoxo, Alina
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Dear Future Husband
RomanceDear Future Husband, Hey, it's me, the love of your life.