I need a drink.
[Laura watched his facial features carefully searching for a sign her words had struck a nerve. Anything. Nothing. Sighing she looked away.] I don’t know…I don’t know anything anymore…
[His expression softened as he moved closer towards her, moving to wrap his arms around her waist] Laura, it’s okay. everything is going to be okay, alright?
[Being so close to him made her relax even if her mind was racing. She fisted her hand in his shirt and buried her face into his chest. Inhaling his scent, her eyes slipping closed as she muttered.] ...I think Marian hates me. Your disgustingly handsome face makes my insides twist in a way they haven't in years. I can't lose you too...











