Suddenly, his arms wrapped around my waist, “I am sorry, Sienna…” he said, and the tears increased. My chest heaved, and my mind turned into a haze. I was terrified of what could happen because my heart was already his, and at the same time, my body wanted him. I wanted to believe that for a moment, even if it was just pretending, I was loved, wanted… needed. I should move away, it is too risky, too dangerous… especially when I am so confused. Instead, my treacherous body leaned into his chest,
“Sal…” I mumbled his name, inviting him to me. I should have been ashamed, screaming, or embarrassed because I was stark naked, and yet, I didn't give a f**k. He kissed my neck. Kisses that felt heavenly, kisses that told me he was there with me, that I was not feeling all this alone.
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