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"No, I just feel like I'm holding you back from going and exploring so I hide all my feelings behind a smile and when you seem happy, it makes me genuinely happy. Do you want me to stop smiling?" She asked, dropping the expression quickly |
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"No I do want you to smile---to be happy--are you happy?" He asked, expression riddled with concern. |
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"Right now, I think so..." |
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"Listen... tell me if you're ever unhappy, okay?" He asked, resting his forehead against hers, lacing his hands in hers. |
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She hesitated before nodding. "Okay" |
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He pecked her temple, holding her close. |
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She smiled a soft, small smile |
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"I love you," He murmured |
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"I love you too" she said. "Only a couple more weeks...." she said, placing his hand on the bump |
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"Then we'll have a little one of our own," He murmured, pecking her lips. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
