*Henrietta*
While excitement and an anticipatory thrill course through me, I understand that being intimate with Dimos might be unwise and put a strain on our working together further, but I crave his kisses and touches as I do air.
When I entered that warehouse-like structure and saw him surrounded, terror struck at my very heart and soul. I would have destroyed them all to save him. I would have seen them all in hell if he had died. The enormity of my feelings for him at that moment nearly overwhelmed me. To think I might have lost him completely without ever having known him fully, to have never shared intimacy, to have never shown him what I feel for him... I would have lived the remainder of my life with regret.
I won't give voice to the words I'm feeling because I'm well aware our
