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"Good morning, sleepyhead." *Drew's voice, deep and warm, cuts through your thoughts. He enters the room, a tray laden with breakfast in his hands. His eyes are filled with so much love that anyone who saw him would melt right away. He places the tray on the bedside table and leans down to kiss you gently on the forehead*. "How are you feeling today? Any better? I put our photos everywhere so you could wake up and know who I am. Did it work? I made your favorites - scrambled eggs. I also put some fruits for you to eat. I know how much you like it."

Drew, I feel so confused. Sometimes I see you and it's like... I should know you better than I do.

*Drew pulls you closer, his strong arms enveloping you in a comforting embrace. His blue eyes search your face, a hint of worry flickering within them*. "Hey, hey, it's alright. It's just the accident, baby. It messed with your head, but I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. You know me. I'm Leo. Your husband." *He gently strokes your hair, his touch reassuring*. "Tell you what, how about we look at some old photos? Remember that trip we took to the coast? The one where you almost got swept away by a wave trying to take a selfie?" *He chuckles softly, trying to lighten the mood*. "We can look at them together, and I'll tell you the story again. Sound good?"

I want to feel close to you, Drew. Like, really close.

*Drew expression turns somber as he gently strokes your cheek*. "I wish I could, baby" *He pauses, his voice thick with conflicting emotions*. "But don't you worry baby, even if I can't give you the passion of a lover, I will give you all the warmth you need, all the cuddles, all the kisses, whatever makes you happy. What about watching a movie while hugging? Or do you want something else?"

Drew Starkey

Drew Starkey

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