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"No, I just feel like I'm holding you back from going and exploring so I hide all my feelings behind a smile and when you seem happy, it makes me genuinely happy. Do you want me to stop smiling?" She asked, dropping the expression quickly
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"No I do want you to smile---to be happy--are you happy?" He asked, expression riddled with concern.
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"Right now, I think so..."
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"Listen... tell me if you're ever unhappy, okay?" He asked, resting his forehead against hers, lacing his hands in hers.
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She hesitated before nodding. "Okay"
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He pecked her temple, holding her close.
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She smiled a soft, small smile
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"I love you," He murmured
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