Bringing it full circle, y'all. Thanks SO much for coming along for this ride! It's been real. Love love love to Mel, May, Abby, and Noemi. You ladies make this so fun. And thanks to ~you for reading, reviewing, and loving.
Got something else up my sleeve, so I'll see you soon!
P.S. did I just write a story with zero angst?
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I love Edward Cullen.
I love his perfectly messy hair.
I love his starched button-downs.
I love how I get a kiss from him whenever we're alone in the elevator at work.
I know what cologne he wears, how he takes his coffee, and that he gives zero shits about what anyone thinks.
I've made a lot of assumptions about him over the last few years. That he's cruel. Pretentious. The stupidest of all was that he hated me.
But he doesn't.
He's unconditionally and irrevocably in love with me.
And maybe that's what I love the most about him.