"You what my heart desires"
Your soulmate will be the stranger you recognize.
People think a soulmate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soulmate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back...
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September 3, 2020 | Harlem, New York 9:26 PM
I woke up to the sound of my front door opening and what sounded like a lot of rustling. I opened my eyes fully, giving them a chance to adjust to the light. Looking over, I realized Saint was no longer in my bed next to me, which annoyed the fuck out of me. I groaned, looking at the time to see it was only 9 in the morning.
I got up, pulling the covers off of me and going to brush my teeth and wash my face. After I was done I walked into the living room while checking my email and calling for Saint.
"Baby?! What are you doing." I said as I entered the living room confused.
"My bad ma, I knew you'd be hungry when you woke up so I went to get us some food and your stuff out the car."
"My stuff? I know you didn't go buy all this shit for me...." I said shaking my head
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"I did, and I don't want to hear shit about you being able to take care of yourself, or not wanting people to spend money on you. You my girl and I'm living good as fuck right now, so if I want to splurge on you that's what ima do. Ain't shit you or the next mf can do to change that." He said sternly
I stood there dumbfounded, not even knowing what to say. Half of me wanted to admire all the shit he bought me but I was honestly shocked. Sending me money was one thing but this man really went and picked these cute ass items out for me, it's like he really knew what I liked.
