Pure feelings
*Caleb* I can’t process what Virginia just said. My mind is racing, and I’m grappling with the weight of her words. “You love me?” I repeat, half in disbelief, my heart pounding hard against my chest. She doesn’t have to say that. I’m a mess, a screw-up, and I can’t wrap my head around why someone like her would want anything to do with me… not for anything but a bit of sexy fun. “You don’t have to say that,” I manage to stutter out, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion. Virginia’s gaze is steady, unwavering. “I know,” she replies, her voice soft yet resolute. “But I want to say it because it’s the truth… I love you.” There’s a pause, and the air between us feels charged, electric. I can’t find the right words to respond. My brain feels like it’s short-circuiting, caught betwee
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