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37|Awareness
~Rory~
Aiming to get dressed as fast as humanly possible, I pulled a hoodie and sweatpants on while Elijah fixed an overnight bag for me. I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, seeing a woman I didn’t recognize.
This version of me is better than the one I saw while getting dressed this morning.
Despite the crazy events that took place this weekend, I look happy, contented.
This giddy feeling in my belly caused the stain on my cheeks. My lips, full and swollen from Elijah’s kisses, stretched to a wide grin, but I had to bite it, preventing the girly squeal from tumbling past from my lips.
He told me he couldn’t read my thoughts. I’m grateful for that because if he can, he’d probably call me crazy
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