It was last summer, I remember his mint smell, the way he looked into my eyes like they were the only way out of this hell we were both living in. He told me he love me right before it happened and that he would be back as soon as possible. He told me that he would help care for our child, but that was last summer.
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I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"