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Maggie laid her head on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. “Thank you,” she whispered.
I kissed her head. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” she replied.
I had always been told my future was on the field and I could be somebody great. And I had wanted that. Until I found somebody who needed me. And I realized the only person I wanted to be great for was her.