Traded For His First Love
“Honestly, I’d follow you anywhere, Reese. Chicago, London, the middle of nowhere—it doesn’t matter. As long as we’re together, I’m home.”
My heart swelled, and I reached up, cupping his face, my thumb brushing over the faint stubble on his jaw. “London’s starting to feel like home,” I said, my smile widening. “For the first time, I’m living the life I thought we’d have when we got married all those years ago. Back then, I was so young, so sure we’d be happy forever. I thought we’d have this—love, a family, a future. And now… now we do. Even Florence is different. She’s not the same woman who used to look at me like I wasn’t enough. She cares about me now, about us. I want to hold onto this
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