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I find Seven sitting on the couch, flipping through every channel. He can't seem to settle on one.
"Hey boyfriend!" I greet.
"Hey," he greets back dryly.
I've never seen this version of Seven ever before. His mood is so off and he seems grumpy, which is so not like him. He's a lively soul that radiates joy and loves to laugh. So seeing this mundane side of him when I need him to be his usual self the most breaks my heart even more.
But maybe it's the universe punishing me.
Punishing me after giving me such a wonderful creature of a man and still having the audacity to cheat on him with some piece of shit just for some few seconds of fun...I hope he never finds out. To hurt Seven after all the love he has shown and given me... To lose him would break my heart a million times.
I want him.
And I'm going to be serious with him.
And I'll NEVER EVER cheat on him.
EVER AGAIN!
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