His Toy 2 ✓

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🏅#2 in non-fanfic

EDITING

|ON HOLD|

She could feel Marshall's large hands finding their way to her cheeks, cupping her face in his hands. "I missed you" she almost had herself starting to lean into his touch more but stopped her action.

She could feel her heart rate getting faster, almost on the verge of stopping completely from a heart attack. Her eyes did not leave Marshall, not even for one second as she studied his features are full. The stubble that he seemed to have grown did not make him look any less handsome than the man that she knew all her life and came to fall in love with. The hard cold look that he always seems to have in his eyes to hide his emotions seemed to have disappeared. Instead, the look of sadness with a relief filled his eyes.

She felt sick to the stomach because of how she feels having to feel his soft touch against her skin again. The touch that she had yearn to feel again over those years and try to convince herself that she did not care if she did feel it or not.

"Marshall...." she breaths out for the first time in his presence her lips seemed to be working again. It was horrifying how weak he made her feel in his presence.

"I missed you so much" Marshall whispers again blinking back what seems to be tears.