The man I love loves me. He fixed the hood of our range for me. It hasn’t worked since we moved in and I’ve been sad about that. He wondered if he could fix it and he did!
And washes dishes. He’s romantic like that.
He is a gift to me and to our babies. A good husband and father. And he even brings me chocolate and wine and perfume. I am blessed.
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