Her heart stopped as his lips touched hers. She tried in vain to pretend the split second contact lasted minutes, hours, eternity. She told him it would make her happy, instead it broke her heart just a little more. The tears wouldn't stop, her feelings sounded like a small child's whining in her ears and she wished she didn't have to tell him that she loved him. Still.
He held her, kissed her hair, draped an arm over her shoulder and it all broke her inside. Every touch, every kiss. Don't be afraid he told her. But she was terrified. She would never love another. And he would never love her.
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