Chapter 1188 I Dare You Pussy:>> 38

Carl picked us up at ten the next morning, driving us back to his condo where Mitch threw her bags into her truck. Carl and Bridget went inside to give us some privacy. I'd managed to keep it together while we'd been packing up, but as soon as she pulled me into her arms I started to cry.
Mitch let me go for a few moments, stroking my hair as she held me. "Sweetie, hey, it's okay." She pulled away slightly, smiling and looking me in the eye before brushing a tear from my cheek. "It's not like I'm going to war. We'll be together again in just a few months."
I could hear the emotion in her voice, how she was trying to be the strong one. "I know." I forced myself to smile, and she pulled me close, rocking me gently.