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“Welcome, Damy”

Asshole

“This feels like a really great ro,” Connor said “Aaliyah just had me read one of her favorites about two toxic people who probably could’ve been better off with therapy, but hell, they figured it out in a weird way even though he was kind of odd and used to watch her sleep”

“What book is that?”

“Soht”

“Trustto be an Edward and Bella situation”

Connor’s eyes lit up, and he had this giddy grin plastered across his face as he shot an accusing finger ht?”

“And seen the ent sch those books? Aaliyah should’ve taken that as a red flag and run the other way”

He held up his ring finger “She put a ring on it There’s no going back now”

“There’s a thing called divorce”

A thing I was certainly looking forward to in six months’ time

“Maybe you’ll fall in love with Stella, and she’ll fall in love with you, and you till live happily ever after without a divorce”

“Don’t hold your breath,” I dryly replied

He did the opposite of what I said as he held his breath and crossed his fingers for good luck I would’ve hated that fucker if I didn’t like him so much

“I’ht She stands too much, and she needs to rest her ankles”

“Okay, but wait, Connor?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you, uh…?” I didn’t even want to say it because I knew he’d be an e? I know it’s fake and all, but…” His eyes filled with tears, and he placed his hand against his chest “Stop it,” I yipped

“Damian Lincoln Blackstone—”

“My middle name isn’t Lincoln—”

“What’s your middle na—”

“I don’t have a middle na—”

“Whatever Doesn’t matter I would be honored to be your best man”

“Stop it,” I said again

“Stop what?”

“Crying”

“It’s the hornancy is weird”

“I just think you’re weird”