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Once she was calm, she silently got up and muttered "I'm sorry" one last time before going to the kitchen and making him dinner silently. Her eyes were red and puffy, tear stains on her cheeks, and slight sniffling as she got out ingredients |
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Caden watched as she went, realizing now as he walked downstairs. She'd always apologize, even when he was at fault. He just had to say 'it's fine' and carry on, nothing he could do about it. |
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She saw him again out of the corner of her eye, flinched slightly, and apologized again |
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"Emily," He started softly, needing answers. "Why are you scared of me?" |
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"You're bigger than me and I'm supposed to listen to you and maybe you thought I was cheating and I don't want you to hurt me because that's allowed since you're the guy and I'm just a woman and I'm sorry..." |
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"That's not allowed, you don't have to listen to me, and I wouldn't hurt you to save my life." He corrected gently. |
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"I was terrified that you'd think I was cheating..." |
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"I know you wouldn't, so I didn't worry about it." He explained, helping her cook. |
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He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close for a moment. "I love you," Caden murmured |
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