Unraveling Him
I pressed my hand over my chest, "Are you sure you love this?"
He nodded, "Yes, I love the real you, the one with the knife under her pillow, and the one that keeps me on my toes twenty-four-seven, the girl that I took on her first Ferris wheel ride and the one I want to take on all of her first rides, because I know she missed on a lot growing up the way she did," He said, gazing at me with something akin to...adoration, "I love the Emma that would easily beat me up if we get in a fight," His eyebrow raised, "The one who smashed my friend's head in the men's bathroom because she understood that he abuses his wife," How the hell did he know about that?
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