It Was All A Lie

David’s P.O.V.

I wrapped Helena in my arms as if there would never be tomorrow. It was a kind of hug that could never be swayed by anything—because letting her go would never be an option.

We stayed in this position for quite a long time before I felt her trembling arms around my back. She hugged me in return, as tighter as I hugged her. I loved Helena, and I would have never wanted us to break up. I would never fall in love again if not with Helena.

There were lots of senseless things running through my mind right now, and one of them was how about we just eloped together? I loved her so much, and I couldn’t afford to lose her. Not now, not ever.