Elsa
Adam didn’t say a word, but his lips found mine, and the kiss was filled with an intensity I hadn’t felt before.
His fear, his hurt, all of it poured into the kiss, and I could taste the depth of his pain. It was overwhelming, and I knew, deep down, I had caused it.
Tears spilt from my eyes as I responded, my heart aching with regret and longing.
Even though it had only been a day since we’d been apart, it felt like an eternity. I had missed him desperately, and as his lips moved against mine, I let go of everything else.
I was sorry for everything, and I could feel the same sorrow coming from him. The kiss wasn’t just about passion—it was about the unspoken words between us, the emotions we couldn’t express any other way.
His touch was gentle, yet eager, and unlike with Luc
