
Prepare asthma medication while reading this part!
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Devan was just coming home from work when I just came out of the bathroom and was still wearing a towel. His face looks wrinkled, but he can still smile when he sees me.
Devan sat on the edge of the bed, he stretched his hand towards me.
"Devs?"
"Hem?"
"So morning, sorry." Devan looked up, I could see his face right below me.
"I'm sorry for that?" devan asked confused.
"I'm cooking it up." I banished his hand ...