Forgive me
“Are you okay?“, I asked her worried, that I hurt her because she calmed down in my embrace.
I thought that the silence of a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, would kill me, and then I heard; “I love you”.
It was like a whisper, but I was sure I heard correctly, and then she raised her head and looked at me.
“I love you, Arden, you didn’t hurt me, I’m just happy,” she said, evoking feelings and desire in me that I didn’t know existed.
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