Chapter 23

Inka's Point of View

I looked at him, eyes unwavering. He was right though, he doesn't know anything about me. I never told anyone about my story, about my life. Am I ready to tell it to him though?

"I don't even know you too," I answered

He sat up, holding me by my waist. 

"I already told you some and besides my story can't be told just yet." He stated on which I smiled a little and cuddled to his chest. His grip became tighter.

"And same as I, Read. I went back and forth through hell, I can't just tell it to someone like a bedtime story. I'm not ready yet and I hope you understand that." I muttered

I felt him kissed the top of my head and hummed.

"I understand, I'm sorry if it felt like I was pressuring you, I just wanted to know you better." He added and I nodded.

For some minutes we stayed like that. Cuddling at the bed, it was when we heard his phone rang when he decided to let me go. I stood up and w