Akira
'I'm sorry.'
Romero
I'm vaguely aware of his one hand caressing my face tenderly and other running through my hair smoothly. With a content sigh, I press deeper in the warmth of the hand.
It feels good, so good.
If it's a dream I don't want to wake up from it. I'd rather spend my entire life in a dream with his comfort as company than face his absence in real life, but I know it's not possible. I will have to wake up and will have to bear the consequences.
I have a decision to make.
I don't want to go on the way I did for the last few days. As much he hurt me I know he didn't meant it. I'm going to have to man up and act like an adult or run away like I did before. But after yesterday, running away is not an option anymore so former one it is.
Yesterday was-
Wait-
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