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"I know" she murmured grinning up at him, head tipped back to make eye contact |
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Caden grinned down at her, smelling something burning. "What were you making again?" |
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"oh shit" she said, eyes surprised as she turned off the burning pancakes |
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Caden chuckled, getting a sip of coffee before opening up the medicine cabinet. |
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She groaned in frustration, crossing her arms and chewing her lip |
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He grabbed out his antidepressants which he was, unfortuantely, still on. Anxiety meds, and a few others and swallowed them all before shutting the cabinet. |
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She sighed, watching him with a slight shake of her head. She was trying, she really really was and she thought she'd been succeeding. She fell silent, restarting breakfast with a frown |
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Caden watched her with adoration, grateful for the beauty he was granted. |
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She just made breakfast, skipping eating. She made him a plate and took care of leftovers, walking to the bedroom to change |
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"Thank you," Caden murmured, still worried about her not eating. He pushed the food around and took a few bites, the memory from earlier flooding his mind. The man waited until she left, standing and scraping the rest in the trash before covering it with a crumpled paper towel. |
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Tornados ! Run for Cover !
