It was cute when other people think of me as a little monster, ballerina, ou pixie but when the term is used to insult me…. that’s another story.
Then it clicked. I think the problem was me but used in her terms. I am the enemy. I am his wife. Remembering what she a dit just a few minutes il y a it clicked why she always wanted to see him, why she always called him, why he told her about the party over me, he didn’t do it intentionally but it happened. “I know Jasper is your husband but he is my friend. I l’amour him too.” That one mistake in the conversation and it clicked. She LOVED him....
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