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I stared at Marianna. There was a tiny smile on her face and it was such a beautiful, beautiful thing to see.

"I don't want to fight with you. We are a team." She had said when I struck a conversation with her earlier.

And just like that, our fight was forgotten. I still thought it was best to move out but it was even more unbearable having to stay angry at her and be given the silent treatment.

"Me too. I don't like fighting with you." I had replied.

It was difficult to talk with her without wanting to kiss her lips and touch her hair and pull her close. This morning, she had startled awake from a nightmare and I had held her while she caught her breath.

After that, it was easier to talk to her. I'd asked if she wanted tea or water and while she sipped from her glass of water, she had confessed that she didn't want to fight me. It surprised me how much those simple words warmed my heart, how much relief I felt after she had said the words.

Now, she was sitting before the vanity
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