“Anything that bothers you matters to me, and I want to hear about it,” he said from his position behind me. “Nothing about you is boring or doesn’t interest me—ever. Understand?”
I felt myself nod and perhaps mutter a quiet, “Yes,” too
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“I’ll give you the world,” he said against my mouth. “The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it’s yours. I’m yours.”
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“Careful.” I felt his hand on my hair, his palm brushing down the tousled locks. “If you get any more perfect, I’m going to believe you were made just for me.”
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To those chasing dreams,
never give up on them.
We are not quitters, you hear me
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My eyelids eventually fluttered shut, but right before darkness engulfed me, I thought I heard Aaron whisper, “You feel complete in my arms. You feel like my home.”
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And I’d rather have you hating me than not have you at all
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ecause his words were, without a doubt in my mind, the most beautiful thing I would ever hear said about me. To me. And for me.
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“Everything that had happened hurt me, left a scar, but it didn’t break me.”
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He took one step closer. “Sometimes, I’m convinced you enjoy making me suffer.”