FORTY
215 Words
XAVION MIKHAILOV
"I am not lying, my little Rose. I really like you, more than I can describe in words." I let out holding her face with my hands while looking at her eyes.
"How ca-n I be-li-eve y-ou?" Rosalind asks with stuttering which I know she does whenever she feels nervous.
"Baby, I will do anything to gain your trust which I have lost due to my stupidity of staying away from you." I say in a desperate tone which I have never used with anyone before. But like I said, I can do anything for her.
She looks at me for some time before her lips start trembling making me panic not knowing what's going on. Suddenly, she throws her left arm around my neck while bursting into tears. I hold her close to me care of the still attached IV drop of her right arm. I rub her back as gently as possible trying to calm her down.
"Shh, stop crying Rose. I am not leaving you alone again so you don't have anything to worry about." I let out kissing the side of her head.
She doesn't reply anything instead keeps crying so I let her do that. Who knows for how long she has kept her emotions all bottled up.
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