MY BULLY, MY HUSBAND
I found us a booth, and we sat across from each other.
The waiter came, and we both ordered drinks. I wasn’t planning to get drunk, but I definitely needed something to take the edge off.
For a while, we just drank in silence.
“They were crazy about each other,” I said softly. “Even when they fought, you could still feel the love.”
He nodded. “That’s the thing. Some people are meant for each other, but they still hurt each other in the process.”
“Like them,” I said.
“Exactly.”
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