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“Being with you and caring for Everly are all I want. Choosing between you two was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but I knew that if things were meant to be, they would happen.” I locked my hands behind his neck. “Where you were filled with what-ifs. What if we don’t work out? What if she abandons Everly? What if a twenty-two-year-old can’t handle this type of life? Because, let’s face it, most probably can’t. I never considered any of that. I didn’t fear what would happen. I feared it would never happen.” “Maybe I need to be more like you and less like me.” “I think you’re good just the way you are.” I softened my voice, feeling the need to repeat, “I’m not going anywhere, Ford.” I ran my fingers across his lips—a move that had previously belonged solely to him. “I’ve wanted
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