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Won’t change in front of me. Flinches.
Won’t cuddle. Weird staring. Weirder avoiding.
That’s when it stopped feeling like insecurity and started feeling like something bigger.
It always started the same way.
We’d finally get both kids down.
We’d collapse on the couch like zombies. Maybe start a show we’d never finish.
Then he’d lean over, kiss my forehead, and say:
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