Elizabeth
In my bed we sit and he wraps his arms around me as I tell him everything that happened. What I said, what he said, his reactions, my own thoughts, every last detail. I swear to you I literally cry a river as I tell him. Even though it's only a 10 minute story it takes me almost an hour to recall because I have to stop every few sentences to calm myself down.
The whole time Tristan stayed silent, stroking my arms, back, cheeks, and wiping away the tears that fall down my face. The gentleness and sweetness of his actions make me cry even harder, and I'm positive by the time I'm finished that both our shirts are soaking wet.
He pulls me closer to him and kisses my head. My heart inappropriately flutters at his touch. "You're so strong, Elizabeth" he mutters.
I look up at him, c
