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Today on the way home from work, I picked up two samosas. I could smell them the whole way home and  as soon as I got in the apartment, I sat down at the table and ate mine right up. Still hungry and wanting more of that goodness, I eyed the plate I set down for Feraz. I could eat it and he would never even know I had brought one for him. But I didn’t.

That’s love.


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