"You...what?"
"I thought about what you said yesterday, and you're right-I am bothered by you talking about a future with
another man because I so desperately want that man to be me." My mouth falls opens, but no words come out.
"I don't want to lie to myself anymore about what we are. I don't want to to pretend. I want you to be mine, not because of an arrangement but because you choose to be."
"You mean that?"
— Nov 04, 2025 12:22PM
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