22. Confrontation

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Merella's POV
I loved the feeling of waking up in Camilo's arm. His warmth would wrap me in a blanket that I never wanted to leave. He had told me how there were rumors about Andres moving again and honestly I was fine with it. I don't feel the need to have a connection to my life before here. That life wasn't mine. I stretched my arms and felt my shirt lift up. Then I felt the warmth of Camilo's hands on my hips. The warmth burned into my skin. He used his hands to pull me closer while slowly trailing them up my back. The feeling sent a shiver down my spine. My face was burning as I blushed. I could hear his heart pounding against his chest. With his hands on my back he held me there and didn't move.

Around lunch I decided to go at least try to talk to Andres. Camilo stood behind me almost like a shadow. I knocked on the Lopez's door and waited for an answer. Andres dad opened the door and looked down at me. I stared right back at him and said, "Is Andres home?". He nodded and shouted for his son to come down. Andres walked down the stairs with his head down. His hair was shaven and he wore a uniform. His eyes raised to met mine but quickly flicked away.

I cleared my throat and said confidently " I came to saw goodbye. Oh and never speak to me again." I turned on my heals and walked away. I didn't even look back. Camilo put his arm over my shoulder as we walked away. He didn't even saw anything and I loved that. He let me say what I wanted to say.

I wrapped my arms around his waist hugging him close. He laughed, "Everything ok mi vida?"

"I just love you so much." I whispered into his chest.

He pulled me close whispering into my hair "Yo tambien te quiero. I love you too." I smiled up at him. I pulled him into my room and we sat on the bed. I smiled at the flowers that were on my bedside table.

"Camilo you wanna try to braid my hair?" I asked him. He smiled and accepted the challenge. So I kneeled on the bed while he used his hands to pull all of my hair into something that resembled a
pony tail. Then with tight brows he tried to braid my hair. It ended up looking worse than bed head. We laughed so hard that we fell down onto the bed. It took a second for us too catch our breath. I turned to look at Camilo and all I could do was beam from ear to ear. Everything about him made my heart flutter. When I was with him the sun shone brighter. He made me feel whole. I looked into the eyes of the man that I loved. I loved everything about him. "I love you Camilo."

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