Where is he? I can't find Michael. Even though I knew I was overreacting, I still wanted to find him to see he was still my beautiful, handsome angel. I could feel tears running down my face because I was scared. As I stood in our room wondering where he could be, I heard the front door open. "Taylor, I'm home!" There he is! I ran out of our room and ran down the stairs crying my eyes out. "Michael. Oh my, God." I slammed my body in his and held him as tight as I could while taking in his sweet smell.
"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?" He started to rock my body side to side and stroke my...
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