Amara
His words have a way of enveloping me, gently caressing my heart and leaving me feeling tender and vulnerable. I yearn to express to him the deep longing I have to have crossed paths with him in the past, so that the act of loving him wouldn't inflict such excruciating pain upon my heart, and wouldn't be tainted by the cruel constraints of legality.
"I yearn for it," I replied, and as my words hung in the air, I watched the sorrow in his eyes dissolve like a fleeting shadow, replaced by a newfound spark of anticipation.
I let out a heavy sigh as my fingertips grazed his warm, velvety cheeks. "What makes you think about that—"
"Selene..." he mumbled, his words abruptly slicing through the air, causing a distinct shift in the atmosphere that sent a shiver down my spine.
He just ca
