I meet his gaze head-on. “I love you.” My confession hangs in the space between us, as fragile as the heart that’s now beating in my throat. “I just need to know that you love me, too,” I whisper. “And I know it’s stupid. I know you’ve already proved your devotion to me, but I just need to hear it. I need to know that I’m not just uprooting my life for desire or want or…” I swallow. “I just need to hear it. I need to know.” Dead air’s my only answer. Adrian stares at me like I’m a pair of semi-truck headlights gunning straight for him, and I’ve never seen him scared, but right now, he looks
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this is a sign of a man who needs THERAPY 😭✋💗
