Tell Him.
He wanted to be the one. The only one.
He wanted to be the only one to wake up to those vibrant green eyes.
The only one to wrap his arms around her waist and
taste the strawberry chapstick off her lips.
She was the most amazing girl he'd ever met and he
wanted nothing more than to be the only one for her so they
could spend the rest of their lives together.
But she wasn't his.
At least not completely.
"I don't love him," she whispered into his ear. "I love you."
He lifted a hand to caress her face,
his thumb running along the curve of her cheekbone.
"Don't tell me," he said softly. "Tell him."
He wanted to be the only one to wake up to those vibrant green eyes.
The only one to wrap his arms around her waist and
taste the strawberry chapstick off her lips.
She was the most amazing girl he'd ever met and he
wanted nothing more than to be the only one for her so they
could spend the rest of their lives together.
But she wasn't his.
At least not completely.
"I don't love him," she whispered into his ear. "I love you."
He lifted a hand to caress her face,
his thumb running along the curve of her cheekbone.
"Don't tell me," he said softly. "Tell him."
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the one adored.
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