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"Real strong love is when you go through the toughest storm and still find yourself holding hands when you come out."
~The Bridal Box
Yssa's POV
We drove in silence. I left my car in his Restaurant because he said he wanted to take me home. I didn't argue anymore since I also wanted that. I wanted to be with him.
Nothing but the sound of a love song filled our ears. Jordan looked at me and turned back his gaze into the road. His right hand held my hand while his other hand was at the steering wheel.
I can't explain the happiness I felt having him beside me and holding his hand.
"Thank you, for coming back into my life honey," he said then kissed the back of my hand again.
"And thank you, for not giving up on me. For waiting, even if you weren't sure I was going back.
