“I love you,” I say. He freezes, a tender smile tentatively spreading—nervous, worried I’ll take the words back. “Yeah?” he asks, disbelieving and wanting in a way that pulls at my chest. “Yeah,” I say to reassure him, voice strong. “And I’m not scared, because it’s you. I was terrified that it would be hard to trust someone again, to be this vulnerable, but…” I bite my lip before the words spill like tipped-over wine. “I think falling in love with you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.” It’s his turn to laugh, but his eyes shine, glimmering with tears. A thread of worry worms through my
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