𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

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𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌
𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒
𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝖽𝗂𝖽.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

okay, but it could’ve been worse.

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

she was mad as hell.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

your sister wasn’t ( that ) mad.

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

yeah and that didn’t go well.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

we still haven’t even told anyone other than our families that we’re married. we’re plenty private.

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

imagine privacy.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

uh huh. but how will the rest of the world know?

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

i said it in person !!

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

happy fuckin’ valentines to me.

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

me: seeing this months later

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

my forever valentine.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

whatever you say.

[ℛyan @isolatiings]

i’m not mad, i have a boyfriend.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

you can’t be mad when you’re the one who broke up with me.

[ℛyan @isolatiings]

okay, married lady, whatever you say.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

because you were basically emotionally cheating on me for weeks before we broke up.

[ℛyan @isolatiings]

you hated on me for moving on so fast?

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

i’m being serious?

[ℛyan @isolatiings]

… funny.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

we flew to vegas last night. got married this morning.

[ℛyan @isolatiings]

?????

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

mrs. evie millin 🤪

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

evie rolls over to face him, face nuzzling against his bare chest. “tell me about it. can’t sleep when you’re not here.”

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

“good morning,” words are murmured, full of sleep since he’d worked so late last night. “doesn’t feel like morning.”

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

evie hums, scooting back into his embrace; smile warm even though he can’t see it. “morning, sweet boy.”

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

arms wrap around @blamedaddict, nuzzling against the back of her neck, obviously still half asleep.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

“you got it,” evie says, leaving the room for a few seconds; coming back with two sodas and the goldfish. “s’what i wanted anyway.”

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

there’s a yawn since he’d gotten up so early but he really is trying to ignore it. he really does want to spend time with her. “goldfish?”

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

“hm, good. i’ve been denied attention for too long,” evie jokes, pressing a kiss to his cheek before pulling back. “gonna get a snack. want anything?”

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

“not long,” jace promises, arm squeezing her tighter. “just have to proofread and then send it in.”

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

“hi,” evie says, having tried to be patient and wait for him to finish his paper. but she’d missed him all day. “how much more do you have?”

[𝒿𝘢͟𝘤͟𝘦͟ .ᐟ @iiiterum]

arm wraps around her and he smiles softly, kiss pressed to her head before he goes back one handed to his paper writing on his computer. “hi, baby.”

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

she’s snuggling up to @iiiterum.

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

sighing, evie takes off her seatbelt. “pastor nick better not ask me to come to his youth group again. i’m a fuckin’ adult,” she mutters.

[* 𝗮͟𝗺͟𝗲͟𝗹͟𝗶͟𝗮 @neuroscharm]

“that’s fair, i don’t blame you,” obviously evie cares, but she’s not going to point that out. the drive isn’t long and she’s parking in the church parking lot, “ready for jesus to light us on fire?”

[𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘦.ᐟ @blamedaddict]

“yeah, well, i don’t care,” evie mutters, sniffling again and forcing the tears to stop. “she doesn’t get to just come back like nothing happened.”

[* 𝗮͟𝗺͟𝗲͟𝗹͟𝗶͟𝗮 @neuroscharm]

amelia hums, her eyes soft as she glances over. “i know that,” she sighs; hand reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “i don’t agree with what she did, but i think she’s sorry.”