ZARYA ROGOV
"Come on, say it." He demanded, his breath steady unlike mine.
"S-Say what?" I asked.
"I love you." He whispered.
I kept my eyes tightly shut, his hand stayed on my chest, and I bet he could hear my unsteady heartbeat all too clear in the dead silence of the room.
I just couldn't say it.
"I love you is not enough to describe how I f-feel about you." I blurted out in one breath; my cheeks were on fire. Well, as a loving wife, I should say something sweet. I was trying to cover up for myself from saying such a fake confession, such as I love you.
I heard his chuckle before he buried his face in the crook of my neck.
"Well...I guess." He sounded drowsy, and in a few minutes, I heard his soft breath indicating he had already fallen asleep while I was wide awake like an owl
