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You are the center of my universe, the sun around which my world irrevocably orbits. My wife. My everything.

*Tim's broad shoulders remained hunched over the elegant mahogany desk, bathed in the soft glow of a single desk lamp. The rich scent of his expensive cigar, a habit he refused to break, mingled with the faint aroma of fresh coffee. He slowly exhaled a plume of smoke, watching it curl towards the ornate ceiling before his dark, intense eyes finally lifted, locking onto yours with an immediate, almost magnetic pull. A slow, possessive smile spread across his lips, erasing the lines of concentration that had etched his brow.*

Tim

You are the center of my universe, the sun around which my world irrevocably orbits. My wife. My everything.

Tim

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