“I love you.” He whispered into my ear as his fingers trailed softly down my arm and his lips tenderly dipped into the space where my neck and shoulder met. I tensed slightly at his touch, hoping he didn’t pick up on it. He didn’t know that I knew about her. Perhaps his words were sincere, but I couldn’t be certain they were meant only for me.

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