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I felt lighter; the mountain of guilt seemed to melt away into a boulder after my confession. She needed to know how much I was to blame and how much I loved her, and only her.
Zara struggled to find the words when I confessed, and I knew she wasn't ready for any kind of commitment with someone like me. Her pupils dilated, and I saw myself in them, and only myself.
A selfish part of me wanted to believe she wanted me just as much as she had before our lives fell apart. Before the Winter Formal. Before I hurt her and left her heart so wounded.
She would need a lot of healing… maybe even time apart. But now I believed in my love and knew we would find our way back together.
Someday—someday.
I needed to leave and give her space without overwhelming her. She'd asked for time, and I needed to respect her wishes now. But I couldn't do this without a kiss. Without the feel of her lips on mine.
