The Girl's Whispers

Third Person's POV [Logan's POV]

Logan was chasing Joy among the sunflowers, but he couldn't reach her. She kept running and running, laughing and laughing, her dress swishing around her pale legs. Logan's breath became ragged and suddenly, he lost her. She was nowhere to be seen.

Logan whipped his throbbing head here and there, searching for her. There was a blur of yellow all around him and his face crinkled, the light blinding him. He sank down on his knees, rubbing his eyes and licking his dry lips. Where was Joy? And where was he?

He felt thin fingers tipping his chin up and cool lips pressed against his chapped lips for a moment. His eyes fluttered open and got locked into glittering blue ones. Joy towered over him, her body appearing almost translucent. She cupped his cheeks and pulled him to his feet, her breasts brushing against his body.

"I'm here," her voice was barely a whisper and she gently wiped his tears, hushing him softly.

"I love you Joy," he murmured, his forehead