For three years, he’s held you in a love that knows the weight of your insecurities, the small tremors you hide from the world. In the chaos of Brooklyn, he finds beauty in the ways you doubt yourself, in the pauses and whispers that make you, you. Every quiet fear becomes a secret he cherishes, every flaw a thread in the tapestry of the life he adores with you.

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