Chapter 8 - Coming Clean
It took a long time for the marking to wash off. In the meantime, we had several long conversations about what had happened and what the future might hold for us.
“Hunter,” Lexi and I were dressed in our old sweats curled up together on the couch, “I’ve changed, haven’t I?”
“How do you think you’ve changed?” I knew what I thought, but I wanted to hear Lexi’s.
“I’ve been thinking a lot. I haven’t thought about much else this last week. What we’ve done, what I’ve done, what I’ve become,” she said, moving to look at me. She looked at one eye before staring into the other. “Do you still love me?”
“I love you more than ever. I’ve only been afraid that you might stop loving me,” I said.
“But you let me do the things I’ve done. If you were afraid of losing me, why d
