Elisa D´Angelo
I couldn´t help it, I closed the distance and kissed his cheek. The solemn, ruthless guy was losing his armor before me, and I got to see that vulnerable side of him, that I yearned to be let into.
He laced his fingers with mine and led the way to the cliff, where we sat admiring the view and hearing the noise of the water falling at the bottom. The waterfall was beautiful, and when the rays of the sun hit the breeze that was lifted from it, it formed a beautiful rainbow -it was magical.
"So, tell me, Wyatt... what´s your favorite memory of this place?" I asked,
"All and none at all..." he sighed, "My mother loved this place, it was her place of solace. I was a pup when she died... and I was sent away," he said, and I looked at him with a million questions crossing m
