Jordan's Book

Jordan's Book

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He was still here. And though he hasn't said anything yet I knew he was staring. Frowning at me as his eyes traced over my body. I didn't look. I didn't want to. I'm too afraid. And I hate it so much...how else should I feel?
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Why don't you get it? I can never be good for you! I am worthless" I said trying to hold in my tears. There was no way he was going to see me cry. "They are beautiful to me. I don't see a single reason why you should hate them" he said moving his wheel chair closer to where I stood. "This" he said bringing my hand where I had some faint scars and kissing them. "Would always be a story to me of how you survived." He looked at me. There were no lies in them, just his pure truth. "I love you Aren" he said. For the first time since anyone said that to me, I believed it.

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