Maliyla's POV
It's said that makeup s*x is the most satisfying, but f**k, this was heaven on earth. I could feel Hector's love for me just by looking into his eyes as he touched and kissed me gently. There was truth in everything he said about his feelings for me. The feelings I had for Hector were undeniable, but my worth was in question. It was then that I remembered reading about PTSD and wondering if everything I had experienced had contributed to it.
"Hector?" I whispered.
"Yes, baby," Hector replied as he lay on his side.
As I placed my hand on his face, I smiled. Caressing his face, I said, "I love you so much. I just want..." suddenly, he kissed me, cutting off my speech.
"I understand that you're scared. Your questioning of my intentions is entirely understandable, especially
