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Submitted to Contest #229
“I’m sorry, what?” I stare at Hugo, the love of my life, the man of my dreams. He’s staring back at me with a mixture of patience and anxiety, making my pulse race a little faster. “I’m going to need you to repeat yourself, Hugo,” I say quietly, choosing to believe that what he just told me is a joke. He reaches over the table and grabs my hand, turning it over and rubbing his thumb over my palm. Taking a deep breath, he looks me right in the eye and says, “I need to go home for my coronation in a few weeks.”&...
Submitted to Contest #34
March 25, 20209:00amHarry: Hey, you awake? Me: Just got up. Harry: I think we need to talk.Me: I figured.Harry: But I don’t think it can wait until I come down again. Me: Right. Harry: Please don’t be mad. Me: Who said I was mad? Harry: We’ve been dating for three years; I think I can read you over text pretty well. And you’re mad. Me: Okay. So what am I apparently mad about? Harry: At me, for one. That this is happening over text, for another. Me: Then don’t do this over text and look at that; I’m not mad anymore. Harry: Babe… Me: Well. If ...
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