Sam was a monster – a broken, gnarled thing – he just didn’t understand how Jess didn’t see it. (Five sentence prompt!)

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But he’d take it—God, he’d take her as long as she’d have him.

Every time she slipped her fingers into his or grinned at him like everything in the world was an inside joke just for them or painted his toenails when they were both stressed out from classes, he started to believe just a little more that he could be something better.

She told him he was kind (not awkward) and smart (not obsessive or avoidant) and perfect (not broken, not monstrous, unclean), and he broke himself open and tried to find words to tell her that she was everything.

Jessica Moore made him feel whole, like happily ever after wasn’t an illusion but a reality just a half-step in front of him.

One day, surely, she’d realize that he wasn’t the kind of person she could love, and she’d leave, but until then, he would give her everything—everything but the scars and chasms… because she made him feel like they didn’t matter anymore.

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