I don't know how to tell you that you are so intimately tied to every idea I've ever had of love.
~Chloe Frayne~
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Bruno sat at the corner of the couch, and I sat on the other, placing my legs on his lap; he sighed, chuckling while stroking my feet, a picture of a loving couple, except I could still feel like he wasn't happy.
He smiled, laughed, but not with his eyes.
"There is something I realized I absolutely loath, " I started, my eyes on his face. His hand stilled at the heel of my right foot, raising an eyebrow at me.
"I've realized that I hate it when you're mad at me."
He grinned; this time, the smile reached his eyes." then don't pass my children as Freddie's and then hide it from me,"
Okay, he was still mad.
"That is not what I did, " I said forcefully, sitting up and p
