FIA
"I care because...because I am in love with you, Fia." My heart skipped, my fingers tightening around the bouquet as the festival's noise faded around me as if the world had gone silent. I blinked.
“What?” It came out barely above a whisper. I had no idea what I was expecting when I asked how he knew. Perhaps I expected him to say he overheard me say it somehow. Perhaps it was a wild guess. But that he was in love with me? I definitely was not expecting that.
"I mean it," he said quickly, rushing into the silence I left behind, and his eyes held no secrets. Emotions swirled around them, including what looked like hope and fear. There was no smirk, no bravado. There was none of the cocky confidence Jett usually wore, just this vulnerable, messy, painfully sincere version of him.
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