Last
night, I hugged my husband, was having a moment.
Me: I love you so much.
Austin: I love you too.
He gives me an extra-tight squeeze.
Austin: Sometimes.
Proof I love him, he's still alive and he doesn't have any bruises.
Me: I love you so much.
Austin: I love you too.
He gives me an extra-tight squeeze.
Austin: Sometimes.
Proof I love him, he's still alive and he doesn't have any bruises.
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