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My sweet Milo.

My heart was indescribably happy seeing him again and the feelings were too overwhelming that I just can’t stop smiling at him. He stands from his rocking chair while placing his hands behind his back looking effortlessly handsome.

He wore a black shirt, black skinny pants, and some white sneakers which were unusual since he is always in his boots. I ran to him with a delighted heart and jumped on his arms as soon as he opened it for me. I rested my head on his chest as he pulled me in closer to him while we hug for a while. I tug onto the back of his shirt as I feel him rubbing his palm against the back of my hair.

I missed him so much. His scent. His tight warm hugs. His lips. And everything about him.

“I fucking missed you Lindy.” he whispered to my ears.

I smiled and just hugged him for a while not wanting to let him go. I can feel him kissing my hair and his embrace was getting tighter. Then I remembered Paul and the two others were still with us so I hurriedly