Ch 45
Eleanor POV
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"Its perfect "
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We stare at each other ,I feel his hand squeezing me ,as he holds me close.
Our bodies pressed to each other…
"Let's elope.
Like really, I'm not kidding," I smile ,my voice like a tease.
A part of me wants to believe that I only joking.
But am I?
I'm not sure.
His lips curl up, as he slides his hand down my arm.
I shiver under his touch, it never felt so intimidating like its doing now….
This feels too close, personal yet torn apart.
His touch ignites me, his words makes me crave.
But then it's his silence which has started to kill me.
But again what's there to complain? . I should get used to it, silence will all I'll get henceforth.
Loneliness isn't new, but losing the found happiness is.
I'll get used to it.…. Maybe
