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Adrian turned off the TV. Ellie was asleep on the other end of the couch, curled into a tiny ball, like she didn’t want to be noticed. As if he’d ever not notice her. From the moment he’d seen her she’d been the only one he’d noticed.
He was pretty sure he’d still be wanting her on his death bed. He’d definitely want her by his side, holding his hand when he took his last breath. He stood and pulled her covers over her shoulder before brushing the hair from the side of her face. She murmured in her sleep, turning into his hand.
“f**k, Ellie. I’m in love with you and it’s killing me.” He bent and kissed her forehead before walking to his room. He flipped on the light and stared at his bed. It’d never seemed so big and empty. Who was he kidding? He was going to give her...give t
