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THE MONTH WAS ALMOST UP, NEYMAR HELD UP HIS DEAL. He was right, I didn't want to leave, not after all of this.
Being showered in love, and affection, and yet we still weren't back together yet.
"Amor," Neymar stands in front of the nursery door, "Shh," I throw my hand back as I gently place Rome in his crib. He was just a few blinks shy of taking his nap.
I lie him down and then rush toward the door, pushing Neymar out of the way and shutting the door.
"I-" he starts again, "Sh!" I hush him as I drag him further away from the door. Walking us downstairs, "He hasn't taken two naps since we got here, so we have to be very quiet," I tell him.