"Good morning dear"
Sasha opened her eyes slowly, the light from the already opened shades blinding her.
"Mmmhi" she spoke quietly, her morning voice tainting the statement.
Evan smiled down at her.
"Good morning, beautiful." She looked at him and smiled to herself. This man was holding flowers. He had gotten up, snuck out without waking her. Bought flowers, opened the blinds, and woke her up to the smell of gardenias. And then he called her beautiful. She was sure she was anything but at the moment. But she knew he thought she was beautiful. She knew he always would, morning or night, through sickness and in health, he would love her.
She yawned rousing herself further awake "I love you"
His smile grew and a low chuckle bubbled in the back of his throat "I love you too"
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Short Stories
Short StoryShort stories I've written for fun. Maybe a wholesome romance, maybe something more gory, maybe only a few sentences, maybe a few pages🤷♀️. Enjoy🙂
