We've had many wonderful conversations and I've been delighted to talk with you. But I'm not a philosopher or theologian like my brother. I'm simply a soldier who wants to make you happy. I want nothing more than to please you.
You mentioned having fallen in love with David but he chose someone else instead of you. Hell! I can't say I'm any better of a choice. Remember it was you who said I'm fifty shades of fucked up. What can I give you? David and your other lovers captured your attention with a [modicum] of normalcy.
Please reconsider any odd feelings you may have for me. It's for the best if we stay friends. If for no other reason than I can't love you the way you deserve.
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FanfictionThis tale of ours begins promptly eighteen months after David Filipskiy wed Amanie Illfated. Normani Kordei Hamilton begins opening herself unto the possibility of love. The dream she holds onto steadfastly is to find one who equally stirs her heart...
