There’s a first time for everything…

First time I didn’t wish there to be a happily ever after. First time I wasn’t expecting it, wasn’t cheering for it, wouldn’t be disappointed if there wasn’t one.

The story was just that good. It was okay if he never forgave her, he was right to be angry. It was okay that she had to do what she had to do to make herself whole again, ready to be loved but ready also for the rejection, for it being too late.

But I’m still happy they ended up together. 

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