Victor
The morning rain has almost stoped by the time I get back to the pack house. For the first time since weeks I feel light and hopeful for whatever it is that’s about to come for me in the future. Because I can see a future with Ian in it, because I believe he could be mine. Because having someone for myself, someone who cares so unconditionally is one of the best feelings in the world. He accepted me without pressing me for more answers, without asking the things I still don’t feel like sharing - the real darkness, the doubts, the fears. It’s not that I don’t want him to know, or I’m afraid he is going to judge me. I know he won’t. It’s just that I am still too afraid to admit them myself and I want to stay as long as I can in this perfect moment with him where everything is still
