batterymarie
To be held was all that Fern wanted. For it to matter too. She didn't know if Ian cared about her, but she knew she wanted him to. All she could see was his care for Lilly. He obviously hadn't let go of a girl who had clearly let go of him. Fern sighed. Held. Loved. Cherished. What would that feel like?
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