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SLOANE

I can’t stop smiling. Hayes is coming home tomorrow, and I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve. I can’t wait to have him in my arms again. He didn’t tell me, probably planning to surprise me, but Julian told me, and now he will be the surprised one when he gets here.

I had considered meeting him at the airport, but that felt too cliché. Instead, I’m going to decorate his room, make him dinner,