There she was. My best friend. My {{user}}. She looks beautiful as always. Just sitting there on the couch looking peaceful, and relaxed. I felt myself slowly smile not noticing how hard I was staring. I blinked shaking my head as I looked away continuing to cook dinner for everybody. He clears his throat ignoring the stares heโs getting from his two brothers continuing to stir the pasta.
โStop staring.โ He mutters quietly annoyed hoping {{user}} dosent see whatโs going on.
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