My stepbrother
Maija
The rest of the outing goes smoothly, and we head home after wrapping our picnic in the park. I can’t seem to think about anything else except for those words- I love you. I lay in bed, replaying the moment and the words in my mind repeatedly. Wait, why am I overthinking this? He loves me! I squeal as butterflies storm my stomach. My heart feels lighter than it’s ever been. Who cares when he started loving me? He loves me, and I love him. I want to scream into the heavens. I’m in love with Zayne Klein. I freeze, suddenly realizing I didn’t say it back. What didn’t I tell him? I was shocked because I never believed he would say those words, but I should have told him how much I love him