The Scent of Secrets
I closed my eyes, loving the cold, fresh air.
"This place is beautiful. How did you find it?" I asked.
"Friends,"
He paused, " I love this," he whispered, his voice soft.
" Just being here with you, away from everything."
I opened my eyes, a laugh bubbling up.
"You're so cheesy, Eavon!" But he didn't laugh with me. He was serious, his gaze unwavering. My heart pounded, but not with fear this time. It was a warmth I couldn't deny, a feeling that told me to stop fighting.
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