“She’s perfect, perfect here, bare and beautiful in my arms.
I press my forehead to the curve of her shoulder, my lips brushing against her skin. “I love you, Ella,” I whisper. “I will love you for the rest of my life. My heart is yours. Please don’t ever give it back to me.”
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— Aug 21, 2024 04:30AM
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