It's 1.30am. I'm awake, listening to branches screech against my bedroom window. Then I remember: there are no trees anywhere near my window. What I am actually hearing is my fiancé's teeth grinding.
It's 1.30am. I'm awake, listening to branches screech against my bedroom window. Then I remember: there are no trees anywhere near my window. What I am actually hearing is my fiancé's teeth grinding.
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