My Marked Luna
The intensity in his gaze makes me tremble, "You are blossoming slowly, even after what you've been through. You are my lotus. The bravest and strongest girl that I know. For that, I love and respect you more than I thought possible,"
His words bring tears to my eyes. I squeeze his hands in mine, unable to find words to thank him without breaking into sobs. Now, I understand why he gives me a lotus flower every morning. I didn't understand at first because all the ones I received were not entirely in bloom, but it was a journey. Blossoming isn't abrupt; it takes some time.
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