Luana
I couldn't resist. I simply couldn't. Because at that moment there was no room for pride, no more strength to sustain the armor I had worn for so long. Everything in me screamed for him. For his presence. For the touch, the look, the smell, the security that, even after everything, he still managed to convey to me. I needed to let my guard down, to stop fighting against something stronger than me.
It was as if every hurt, every pain, every memory that kept me away from him had dissolved in the embrace, in the tears, in the raw truth that was finally spoken without masks. I didn't want to carry remorse anymore. I didn't want to cling to anger as if it were a shield. It helped me survive, but now I wanted to live. And to live, for me, was to be with him.
So I surrendered. Complete
