RICH RUSSELL
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I sat right there on the chair beside her bed, watching her sleep even though it was past noon already. Despite having been here for over an hour, I still couldn’t get over her beauty. She was asleep, yet her beauty was wide awake.
Her long hair was all over her pillow, and every now and then, she squeezed her lids, giving the impression that she would soon wake up, but nah. Also, her mouth was slightly agape as she snored softly.
She was mine…
I mean, not yet. Not officially, but very soon she would be.
I wanted to be able to call her “My Ginger.”
Be able to give in to the urge to touch her as she slept.
Be able to kiss her until she opens her eyes.
Be able to whisper beautiful nonsense to her and make her laugh.
I wanted all of that and more. If I were b
