Bookstore Affair

Bookstore Affair

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 10, 2020
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He was the perfect man. He played with her hair when she lay on his chest. He didn't mind holding her cold hands. He went on long walks with her. He kissed her goodnight on the forehead. He was serious when need be, but knew how to have fun. He makes her laugh until her stomach aches. And always joins in on her random bursts of songs. He always watched chickflicks, just to spend time with her. He was never afraid to be himself. Always apologised for his mistakes. And always stood up for what he believed in. Always stood up for her and protected her. He always made her feel like a princess, and allowed her to be herself in front of him. She could talk to him about anything. But most of all, he was a best friend to her. He was the perfect man, and she found him. The only problem was; She was married to someone else.
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