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I’m in line waiting for my daughter to come out of school, BAWLING 😩 (I hope my mask and sunglasses cover me enough lol)

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Loss is a wound that never heals. Never never never. It scabs over, and for a time you can almost forget it’s there, but then something—a smell, a sound, a memory—will split that wound right open, and you’ll be reminded again that you’re not whole. That you’ll never fully be whole again.
And I’m crying 😩😩😩😩🥺🥺🥺

“What if I never sleep with you?” I ask. “I have been inhuman for a long time, Miriam. I can manage my body well enough until I am inhuman once more… You, on the other hand,” he continues, “have only ever been human, and you are bound to your most basic nature. We will see how long you last, wife.”

“I saw you, and for the first time, I wanted.” His words pucker my flesh. “And so, I took.”
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