kiss me...

The days following the phone call with Kevin had been nothing short of a whirlwind. He had kept his promise and helped me clean up my apartment, putting the shattered pieces of my life back together. Despite my earlier betrayal, he was still there, standing by my side as we picked up the broken memories, piece by piece.

Kevin and I had spent hours sorting through the debris of my trashed home, and in that time, we had grown closer. He was my anchor in the midst of chaos, offering comfort with his presence, his unwavering support, and his infectious sense of humor that never failed to make me smile, even in the darkest moments.

As we finished cleaning up the last of the mess, I sat on the couch, feeling a strange mix of exhaustion and gratitude. Kevin had been a lifesaver, and I couldn't help but admire the way he had handled everything, never once letting my past mistake get in the way of helping me.

He came over to where I sat, wiping his hands on a rag, and sat down beside me. His e