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Perspective

Our couples’ therapist told us we should try to see things through each other’s eyes.

So we swapped.

I’m already noticing differences. The dark alley just before you reach our front door looks more unnerving. The crisps I eat at lunch taste of guilt. Benedict Cumberbatch seems… more.

I mean, damn.

But the biggest change is my own reflection. I look beautiful.

And it’s not just me. The first time she saw herself with my eyes, she blushed.

We swapped back, and we’re better. Turned out it didn’t matter how we saw everything else. Only how we saw each other.

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