“I'm not scared of you,” she assured him.
“Liar,” he whispered. She shook her head.
“No. I'm scared of myself,” she breathed.
“Don't be scared,” he said, then he leaned in and kissed a tear away. “Don't ever be scared. It kills me. From now on, tell me whenever you're scared, and I'll take away your fears. Tell me when you're hurting, and I'll bleed for you.”
— Nov 01, 2026 04:23AM
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