Introduce him.
As what?
Bring him home.
See their faces.
A second time.
This must be real.
They want to talk about him.
I don’t.
They come to see me.
He’s here.
I kiss him.
In front of them.
I’m with him.
Are they without me?
I’m scared.
Is it a choice?
A ring on my finger.
Everything changes.
The end.
The beginning.
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