Beneath The Facade
That grates on my nerves.
I answer her call quickly, raising my phone to my ear. "Hello, angel," I say. I can envision her rolling her eyes yet grinning at my endearment.
"Good day, Aiden," she says, keeping the reference to the time of day vague.
"Good day," I return, smiling too. Excitement washes over me at listening to her voice. My listlessness vanishes once her sonorous voice drifts into my ear. "I miss you."
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