Love To Hate Me
My hand moves impulsively, my fingertips sinking into the warmth of his skin, feeling his gentle pulse.
A warmth spreads through my chest, accompanied by a smile that spreads across my face, fueled by a mix of joy, relief, and adoration. I'm surrounded by the familiar comforts of his room, the scent of his cologne and the soft glow of the moon light.
"Is this heaven?" I whisper as I caress his cheek softly. Tears well up in my eyes. "It must be."
Those thick lashes flutter open, revealing dark gray eyes still cloudy with sleep, yet sparkling with a hint of warmth. "Jasper?" comes his raspy voice, cracking with relief.
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