I felt Quasim wipe my face, and that was when I realized that I was crying. True love was something that I had always wanted for myself. Someone to love me, accept me for me, and show me that I meant something to them. When I turned to look at him, he was already staring at me. How did I miss that look? It had been there all along and I needed to find it and pull it out of him.
he’s always loved you mamas
