“What do you want from me, Ailin? I don’t understand any of this. How can you be asking me to move in with you? You hardly know me. I don’t even understand what any of this means? You want me as a roommate? A partner? A l-lover? A friend that happens to sleep in your bed? Wh-what? What do you want from me?” Ailin removed one hand from the car and gripped the back of my neck as he whispered, “You, Sebastian. I only want you.”
