The sequel of 𝘎𝘈𝘔𝘌 𝘖𝘕 • 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 1
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮?
➵ fluff to make your heart flutter 💖
➵ some smut moments... just because 😏
➵ a happy ending for everybody
➵ main characters...
I could feel Micha's worried eyes on me, her fingers pressing around my arm, trying to appease me.
I opened my eyes again and my hand reached for the minibar inside the car.
"Are you OK?" she asked in a weak voice as I gulped on a small bottle of water.
I licked my lips, slowly nodding.
"Just angry at her," I answered, my eyes glued to the ground.
Micha released a long sigh, two fingers coming to rub her temples.
"This is all my fault. I should not have told you-I mean," she immediately corrected herself, her voice getting higher under the stress. "I mean, I should have told you earlier or later. But not now. It was a terrible idea..."
"Micha."
I turned my eyes to her for the first time since the altercation.
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She blinked, her big brown eyes looking at me with apprehension.
She really has no idea how much I love her, does she?
My fingers pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"I'm glad you told me. I want you to tell me every time something's bothering you."
I had not planned my voice to hint so much at what she was not telling me - but I assumed my subconscious had taken over for that one.
She swallowed with difficulty, her eyes blinking fast to the ground.
"About what Yejin said-"
"Don't worry about it."
Her eyes looked up with surprise.
"I trust you."
It was true.
I had learned my lesson in the past.
When the Dispatch scandal happened, I spiraled my way into assumptions and insecurities, thinking everybody was lying to me. Thinking Micha was lying to me. I thought I was going mad.
For my own sanity, I had promised myself I would never let that happen again.
"I will never, ever, not believe in you ever again."
We looked at each other for a long second, both knowing which incident I was referencing.
"I know the mistakes I've done before..." I spoke again, my hand coming on her knee. "But now... No matter what happens..."
I wanted her to know we were stronger than ever. Nothing and no one could ever jeopardize the trust I had in her.
"You'll always be the one I'll believe in first. Not even myself. I trust you more than anyone else. If you need to keep some stuff secret-"
