Thoughts (2)

Magnar lay in bed, the events of the evening with Hellen weighing heavily on his mind. The impact she had on him was profound, far beyond what he had anticipated. He found himself grappling with a surge of emotions, his thoughts tangled with the complexities of their interaction.

His anger toward Hellen's ex-husband was intense, a visceral reaction fueled by the idea of someone hurting her. Even though he didn't know the man personally, the thought of him causing Hellen pain ignited a deep resentment within Magnar. He considered delving into the details of their past, but he was also acutely aware of the immediate connection he felt with Hellen.

The kiss they had shared earlier lingered in his mind, a touchstone for his feelings. Despite the intensity of their encounter, he was reassured by the fact that Hellen had not been repulsed by him. Her reaction, the way she seemed to be lost in her own world, and the profound emotions she stirred in him were all-consuming.