THE I LOVE YOU
"You stop hurting me, Jane." He says in a soft voice, penetrating his eyes into mine. "I don't hurt you." I feel my eyes glossy, because I just can't hold them back. "You do, a lot. More than anybody, more than anything else in this world." He says, his voice getting shaky, as he wipes the tears off my face from his thumb, loosening the grip on my waist now. "You're the one who matters to me the most. The day I've known you better, I've adored you. After Anne, I didn't realize that she was ever gone because you fit at her place so perfectly, like it is for you." He pauses and thinks, his lips frowning with his words. "You said you loved me and then didn't talk to me again, ever? That's what you called love?" He asks, in a soft tone and innocent eyes. I missed talking to him so much.
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