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If that's true, don't let me ruin your happiness.
And then there was my reflection in the mirror. Blotchy skin, hair that looked like I'd been sleeping in a bush not on my bed, and my nose was so red, I was surprised it wasn't signaling Santa.
Setting me on the closed toilet lid and leaning me against the vanity countertop. Then he ran a hot bath.
When I grew up.
I hadn't had the chance to wrap it yet. But I have the receipt that shows I bought the ring six months ago.
Just the simple pronoun had the green-eyed monster rearing its ugly head from a long slumber.