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Allison Fox I would never get accustomed to waking up in his arms. It was bliss, and it was safe. The protection of being in his embrace was everything to me. The way he has given himself: unconditionally, freely, without questions or hesitation. He was the love of my life. I have had little flashbacks from when I was with Jackson; somehow, it was different. Yes, there were good memories, but most were lonely. It was as if destiny had Jay reserved for me as a reward for every second of loneliness I had endured since I was born. As an orphan, I never knew otherwise, and when I married Jackson, I honestly thought that loneliness would be over, but then I discovered a new type of loneliness, the one nobody sees. You are married and with someone, and that is what everybody sees, not the re