-Jax-
“I love you,” she whispered.
She said it... She actually said the words. Even as I heard her retching in the bathroom, I stood there frozen, unable to process her confession at first. My brain struggled to catch up, but my heart raced with excitement, urging me to go and assist Kat.
Eventually, the shock subsided, and I hurried into the bathroom, finding her hunched over the toilet. I approached her, placing a gentle hand on her back. Despite her inebriation, she had managed to push her hair aside, a silent declaration of her independence, even in this vulnerable moment.
"Are you all right?" I asked softly, unable to contain my smile.
Though I knew I shouldn't be grinning while she was feeling unwell, I couldn't help it. She had said it!
But wait... she's intoxicated. Maybe
