“Does it disgust you?” He asked, “That I’m… different from you.” “Look at me,” I said seriously.My heart melted when my gaze met his teary eyes. There was no time better than now to confess.When I spoke, my voice was tinted with a sense of adoration and softness that I had not even realized myself, “Release me first, okay?” Silent, he unlocked the cuffs around my wrists. “If… I’ll leave you alone if it disgusts you that much…”No!This time, I grabbed his collar and pulled him to me. He tried to pull away, so I grabbed his face and forced him to meet my gaze. I looked into his eyes and said sincerely, “I love you. I don’t care how you look or what you have. I love you and you’re the only one I want. But I need to know, do you hate me for what happened?”“No,” he swore, “Never.”Then, as if realising something, he asked, “Then why didn’t you stop me when I said I wanted to take my crush out on a date? You even gave me ideas and helped me plan things!”“I even pretende
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