Damien
Belle wobbled her head and cast me rattled gaze, studying my face with a predator’s unwavering attention.
“Never... never trust me in such a situation like this, Belle.” I stammered. It was too hard to stop myself when she was pulling me toward her. Not that I wanted to push her away, but it was the best thing to do since I didn't want her to regret us, me, and her.
“I love you, Damien.” whispered Belle. I knew she meant every single word she said. But... yet, I didn't know how to express my feelings toward her. Was it love? It was too fast to judge and name my feelings. I was afraid as well.
“It's too early. Not for me. But for you. I don't want you to regret anything.” I urged back a sigh and pinched her nose. “So, don't provoke me. Don't do this. I didn't even go halfway this
