“I never blamed you Rowan, not even once. Not even when they held me hostage and tort*red me to no end. I was crying for you to come for me… I know you would. I believed in you,” cupping his face, I drank in the details of his features. He definitely looked more mature than what I can vaguely recollect.
My memory of the past was still fuzzy, but after last night’s dream, I am starting to recall some things. Mostly, regarding the things Rowan told me. And not only that, the feelings I have for him currently, are the same as in the past. I know that now. It made sense why I was so attracted to him since our first meeting.
Wait, no… the feelings I have for the current Rowan were stronger than what I had for him back then. If I call what I had back then a crush, I would call what we have now
