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"Why won't you believe me?" He prodded, taking hold of my hand and circling my palm with his thumb.
"Because how can anyone, love someone, who is this broken and tormented by her own demons that she won't believe you when you say you love her, because she has never known the meaning of the word?"
"I honestly don't know, April, but it only took me seven months to know that I am deeply, and permanently, in love with you." Without another word being spoken he leant forward, placing his soft lips against my shaking ones, healing the shards of my heart.
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Seven Months.
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