Katrina
We stand there, staring at each other.
For a minute there, I forgot that he was the villain in my life.
He looks much older than the last time I saw him. I guess maybe it's because of the fact that his face is covered with beard. It's like he hasn't shaved in ages. But he looks more handsome like that.
I didn't even realize that he is standing in front of me till I feel his hand on my cheek. I feel a strange feeling all over my body but it's a good one.
He leans down to me and the next thing I know, his nose is buried in my neck. He lets out a big sigh as if he's relieved from something.
This act of his is making my legs so weak. I almost fall but he catches me and draws me to his embrace. I bury my head in his chest because of shame and also the fact that he smells good
