LEVI:
It’s been days since I tasted her lips. Days since the fire which almost killed me, and days since I realized that if I died without seeing her again, without touching her, without claiming her properly, I’d rot in the afterlife with regrets. The media team has tried to do an interview on what happened, including the kiss, but I have declined because I owe her privacy.
Today, I woke up and decided I am fed up. I’m done playing by the council’s rules, and it is time I start living, pursuing what I truly desire in the right manner.
Lionel sits in my living room, looking like he owns the place as usual. He is about to hate me for life for this, but I couldn’t give a flipping fuck about what he cares, even if I wanted to. He hasn’t walked a mile in my shoes, and I haven’t done the same in his, so I will never understand, and he will never understand too. The momen
