Macy sat beside me on the 2-seater sofa in my sparsely furnished living room, my hand resting in her lap as she absently rubbed her fingers over mine. Spending time with her, just us two, was one of my favorite moments. All was quiet except for the indistinct conversation coming from the television. I glanced […]
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