The Girl He Hates
I reassured her, holding her tightly.
I smiled, raising her forehead, grateful for her presence in my life. “My life won’t be the same without you by my side,” I whispered, feeling a sense of gratitude for her unwavering support. “You are the girl I hate, the girl that made me fall in love with you,” I confessed, my heart feeling lighter with each word spoken. “The girl who made me realize what true love really is,” I added, looking into her eyes with sincerity. “You don’t have the power you have over me, and I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I admitted, feeling vulnerable yet content in her presence.
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