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I decided to help with the dishes while Tiffany was away. It wasn't a bad idea and she wasn't born to do dishes either. Frankly, I don't value the idea of men making it look like women were born to do dishes, cook, and give birth!

That shit isn't easy at all!

The moment the door squeaked, I knew she was back. I turn my head in the direction of the door and I was right. It was as if I haven't seen her for years and that hurt me.

I want us to be as we were before. To he that close and inseparable.

Tiffany's face was beaming with smile and I couldn't stop looking at her. She had this face like she wasn't mad at me anymore and I love it. I hope we will get back together soon.

"Hey," she said and fall to the couch to take off her shoes. She tossed them to the side and then wiped her forehead.

I gave a small nod to acknowledge her presence and then turned away in an attempt to keep my attention away. I can't have her catch me staring.

Despite looking else where I couldn't stop noticing
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