Anthony’s POV
I was still finding it hard to believe. Just looking at her right now, lying beside me on the bed made me wonder. How is it that she loved me? That my best friend, Sandy has been in love with me since we were teenagers. She had held her feelings for me for years, getting hurt because of my act with women. This perfect woman still loved me through everything I did. The thought of it left me breathless with a fluttering feeling in my heart. Ever since I heard her confess to me, I have been itching to ask her about it, to hear more.
Something about hearing her say those words again made me feel good. It made me feel euphoric. Just the imagination of her telling me she was in love with me made me feel like a little kid hearing his crush tell him they liked him also. What was I
