The Interrupted Talk

"Jillian?"

Her heart skipped, she knew that voice belonged to that man.

Jillian opened her eyes slowly, she could feel her eyes moist up, her breathing is haggard, she calmed herself.

She slowly turns her head to his direction, a smile forming in her face, Jillian can feel her heart beats faster when she sees his face. It's more mature and now, and his eyes, his eyes were the same, the same sincere eyes she saw.

"hell--"

She did not finish what she's saying, Jillian felt a tug. Jameson hugs her, all of her pent up emotions these years, pours out.

They didn't talk, all they did was hug each other, feeling each other's embrace, and Jillian could hear Jameson's heartbeat. It felt calming for Jillian, it was her peace at the same time her chaos.

"Jillian" Jameson called out with his hoarse voice.

They let go of their embrace, Jillian at his face, she noticed that Jameson eyes were flared, her heart melt seeing that.