Chapter11

#Chapter11

Sophie Esinberg's POV

Everything feels so in place, now that I have him with me, I never really realized how much I missed him until the day he kissed me. Sometimes all this feels like a dream, like this is not actually happening, as if I'm in living beautiful dream, all those years of torture, all those years of believing I have that lost him, all those years of crying myself to sleep, those times I spent wishing that one day he will come back and still love me.

/"What are you thinking about?/" He asked. His thumb tracing small circles on the back of my hand.

/"You/" I replied. The warmth of his body was seeping through my skin. He held my gaze for a while.

This is what I missed, every time he sees me, I could hear my heartbeat, his blue eyes, they do something to me. I feel confident. This feels perfect.