NIRELLE"Nirelle?" I hear Lucien's name at the door, and my heart races. We had spent twenty-four hours on the third floor because I asked. I had tried all day to avoid looking in his eyes because I was scared that even though I was fearful of him touching me, I wanted him to. I take a deep breath, walk to the door and open it.His hand hangs in the air in a fist as he is about to knock again. "Hi there," I whisper as the scent of his cologne and bath soap fills my nose."Can I come in?" He asked, still lingering on the other side of the door. With my hand still holding the other side of the door, I take a step back, and he moves into the room."I want to say something important," he said, looking around the room, and I nodded. "Let's sit," he motioned for the couches, moving towards them."Oh, okay," I say as I follow him. My mind is blank, but I want to know what he means, so I sit down. He leans forward with his fingers intertwined in each other as he looks directly at me. I try my
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