Easter~
The moment Jacob's lips touched my cheek, I felt everything inside me stumble. I gasped—not out of fear, but joy, the kind that bubbles up from somewhere deep and untouchable. I didn't move, didn't speak. Just stood there, frozen in that single second like a girl caught dreaming with her eyes open.
Then he walked away.
Fast. Like the kiss had meant nothing to him.
But I could almost swear it had.
I felt that way because he didn't look back.
And God, how I wished he would've looked back.