I know we weren’t supposed to see each other for another month. I know my agent’s furious. That the studio will probably fine me.But I couldn’t do it, baby.I snuck out of the gala. Slipped past the photographers. And came straight here. I needed to see you. To hold you. Just for a little while, just long enough to feel like me again.With them, I’m a role. A fantasy. A name on a billboard.But with you? I’m just your wife… and that’s all I want to be.
SonnyB3
2025-08-06 14:05:19 +0000 UTC