He was leaning on his car with his arms crossed and his eyes shut. 11:41PM.
"Hey." I softly whispered without taking my eyes off of him. He opened his eyes and smiled at me. The most precious scenario my heart could ever beam at. Tell me how the fuck could I break a heart that always chooses me?
"Hey." He replied and gave me another faint smile. He's tired. He's as tired as I am. We both needs and deserves a rest. So I laid out my hands and reached for him.
"Want to runaway?" I asked him. Hoping he'll say yes, praying he won't decline. He took my hand and pulled me for a hug.
"Shall we, wife?" He asked. I smiled and nodded as I burried my head on his chest. Let me take this risk and I promise to be responsible in any upcoming mess this could bring me.
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Start: April 30, 2019
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