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She fed me the chicken soup that she made.
It was a amazing.
Her hand would constantly fly up my face to check my temperature.
Before leaving the room she told me to fall asleep.
I tried.
But I couldn't because of her presence.
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Short Story❝I would just gaze at her thinking one day she'd be mine❞ - k.sj #195 in Short Story Completed✔️