Seeking Deeper Fantasy
Your person is coming.
She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated.
Can I ask you something?
“Of course.”
Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.