Maliyla's POV
Hector's words tugged at my heartstrings. I felt a mix of joy and vulnerability as Hector's words resonated deeply within me. Each syllable seemed to unravel the walls I had built around my heart, leaving me exposed yet strangely comforted by his presence. Tears filled my eyes, but they weren't tears of sadness; instead, they were tears of joy. As it turned out, Hector's words were precisely what I needed to hear. When I reached for the napkin, Hector got up and walked over to me, wiping my tears as he lifted my face. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes while leaning into his touch. When I felt his lips pressed against mine, he placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I needed more than a soft kiss. My heart desired him. My aching heart longed to be enveloped in his arms and held
