The Little Messages| (#Wattys2017 ) ✔️

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"Can you believe it's been three years?"

"I know. It's crazy. I miss my mom so much."

A year has gone by, and she misses her mother more than ever.

"Come here princesa."

"God I love your hugs."

"I'll hold you as long as you need me to."

"I'm alright. I just miss her."
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"Happy twentieth princesa."

He whispered to her. She had her back pressed against his front as they laid in their bed and his lips were lightly touching her ear as he whispered.

"Thank you."

She loved the way her body was pressed against his warm one. And he loved how he could hold her and know he would not have to let her go.

His fingers played with the cotton shirt that was baggy on her slim body.

"What do you want to do today?"

"Nothing. I'd be fine just lying here all day."

"If that's what my princesa wants."

He intertwined their fingers and she pressed a tender kiss to his lips.

"It's what I want."

"I'm proud of you."

"Why?"

"Even though you hated those therapy sessions, you went through a year of them."

"I wanted to get better for you."

"You should've gotten better for yourself, but I am glad you are better."

"Me to."