“I have something I need to tell you," he says. I run my fingers along the tendons in his hands and look back at him. "I might be in love with you." He smiles a little. "I'm waiting until I'm sure to tell you, though."
Hi, my name's Meaghan. I'm 14, and Canadian. This is my life and she is my wife. I'm in love with them, them, and I wish I looked like them.