1.11: Valentines
(Even though she promised her husband she’d come to bed, she needed a few moments alone before she could.)
(So she cuddled with the blanket Sophia had been sleeping under, it was still warm from her body and still smelled like her. And at the moment, she just wanted to stay with that blanket, with that warmth, with her sweet smell. And somehow she ended up staying there for the rest of the night.)
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