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“Please don't cry anymore. I'm fine,” I insist.
I start to tear up, too, as the aftermath of what happened catches up with me.
“Why are you crying?” he asks as he wipes my cheeks with his finger.
“Because you are,” I reply simply, and we start laughing at each other's silliness. But the laughter makes my throat and stomach hurt, and I start coughing while laughing.
“Stop laughing,” he pleads, but I can't stop. I don't even know if I'm laughing or crying. It's overwhelming.
He presses his lips against mine both sweetly and painfully. It takes me by surprise at first, but I start to respond to the kiss, which helps calm my erratic breathing. Letting him take everything from me once again. My pain, my longing, and my love. Making me feel alive.
He stops the kiss before I become breathless.
He brushes my hair away from my face, gazing into my eyes so endearingly it catches me off guard because he has always looked at me like this. But I never paid attention to its meaning until now.
I feel my heart combust in my rib cage just like it had many years ago.
He gently places his forehead on mine, breathing in each other's breaths.
“I love you. I love you so much that I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you. I love you,” he whispers.
I take a deep breath, and it's the first time in years that I have felt the urge to just let go of what’s been etched deep in the crevices of my jaded heart. It's time to let go.
“I love you too,” I say, feeling relieved at finally telling him how I feel.
He draws back, staring down at me as if he can't believe his ears.
“I've always loved you,” I continue. “Silly of me to think I had stopped. I love you.”
Surprisingly, he collapses to his knees, and I feel tears threaten to fall from my eyes again at the sight of Almighty Chris White kneeling in front of me.
“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I'm late.”
“Better late than never,” I reply gently as he leans in, encompassing me with his warmth.
I never believed in happily ever after; maybe I did when I was a kid, but as an adult, reality came knocking on my door.
But this moment in his arms is my happily ever after.
Chapter 24
Chris
“Damn it!” I hear Gianna's voice as I walk into the living room after a long day at work. I hear the clangs of pots, and it's enough for me to know that she's in the kitchen.
Feeling worried, I rush inside the kitchen to find her at the sink with her right hand drawn out under the running tap.
She smiles when she sees me. “Hi, Love.”
My heart somersaults in my chest at the use of the endearment. I can never get used to her calling me that.
I walk closer to her, eyes scanning the mess in the kitchen. There are used pots scattered around and plates. Several ingredients are strewn everywhere.
“What happened?”
She pouts, looking cute. “I touched the hot pot with my bare hands without thinking.”
I reach over to her wrist and gently pull her hand out of the water. I frown at the now pinkish burn and gently put it back under the stream of cold water.
