Genevieve
“I love you.”
I pulled him for a quick kiss and I rested my forehead to his. “….and I love you.” I wanted to do that. I had that thought in my mind but I stopped myself from doing so.
“Babe? Are you alright?” I blink my eyes when I heard Raphael’s voice and I was surprised when a single teardrop fell.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Raphael wipes the tear with his thumb then he sighed. “If you’re not ready then I’ll wait for you.”
“How—how can you be so sure about what you feel? You barely know me, Raphael. Didn’t it ever occur to you that I might be hiding something from you?” I sounded angry even though it’s not something to be angry about. It just frustrates me that I can’t be totally honest with him and here I am claiming that I have fallen for him but am I worthy of his love?
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