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"Stay by my side until everything is alright. Stay here, in your peace. Stay with me."
As the two of them fixed their things to go, Genevieve looked back at her husband. His broad back, looking so sturdy and nice to lean on, she smiled.
Their camping trip was so much fun.
They spent the night making s'mores, talking about anything, with their pets constantly wanting to eat the grilled food. She sat on Alvaro's lap the whole time, her rightful place, and she could still feel his heart beating against her back.
It was such a perfect way to spend the night under the stars.
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