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Happy Anniversary
His still sleep-clouded eyes looked up to meet my face as his eyebrows drew together in confusion. "It's our anniversary?" he asked slowly, his voice heavy with his tiredness and under use. It would've been extraordinarily sexy had I not felt so hurt; it felt like I'd just been hit by a fucking train.
My face fell and a lump formed in my throat as I nodded. "Four years today, Alex; how could you forget?" I finally managed to choke out. It took everything in my power to push the tears, which were threatening to flood from my eyes, away.
My face fell and a lump formed in my throat as I nodded. "Four years today, Alex; how could you forget?" I finally managed to choke out. It took everything in my power to push the tears, which were threatening to flood from my eyes, away.
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Years
Prompt Five