I wake up the next morning feeling much lighter. Everything in my mind putting me at ease for once. At first I was overwhelmed with Xavier's confession. Though the more he explained, the better I felt. It was as though we connected on another level. Xavier is the only person that I've felt comfortable enough with to divulge my past. I was honoured that Xavier decided to share his past, our past, with me. I feel more connected to my parents now. The cause of their death has plagued me for years. I always blamed myself, always thinking that there was something I could've done, always hating myself for living when they died. Hearing how their deaths had nothing to do with me, removed that burden from me.
I turn to see Xavier asleep beside me. I place a gentle kiss on his nose. I shift in his
