Forest Darling

Chapter 43 - Dove

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Chapter 43

°Fynn

Harriet looks at me with big eyes. Her cheeks were already red because of the temperature but now they're even redder. Her trembling has stopped and she is now as still as a statue.

I never thought a small praise would have such an effect on her. I grin inwardly, but try to keep a neutral expression on the outside.

I take her hand and welcome the warmth of it.

"Relax." I whisper. "Everything is alright. It's only me here."

°^°

We kept the game up for the rest of the movie while the drawing got more difficult to guess each time.

The last thing Harriet draw was an alien with a cat ear hand band.

How could I not guess that?

It was clearly obvious

We grab everything and walk back into the house.

"You can take a shower upstairs. I'll take one in the bathroom down here. I hope the warm water will help to warm up these ice blocks." I say and show her my slightly blue hands.

"Be glad it's only your hands, for me it's the whole body." She says and rubs her arms.

"I'll put a fresh change of clothes in front of the door."

"Fynn middle name Hensley, if I open the door later and find stuff from Theo's wardrobe there, I promise to instantly kill you." I look at her with disappointment.

What a party-pooper

"First of all, I don't have a middle name. Second stop sharing a brain with me, you kill all the fun." She gives me one of her beautiful smiles and runs upstairs.

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°Harriet

I've been in the shower for a while and currently enjoy how the hot water assaults my body.

My thoughts are going back to the events outside and my eyes pop open.

For the first time in almost 6 months, I could endure body contact with someone else without having a panic attack.

It was hard and took a huge effort to bring myself to do it, but it made the whole thing more beautiful and valued than ever.

Fynn's proud expression makes an appearance. He is the reason that I'm getting back on track and don't drown myself in my ptsd.

He is my rock and I don't want to think about a life without him at my side.

I'm so falling in love with him, don't I?

I quickly turn off the shower and direct my attention away from this realization.

I open the door of the bathroom and to my relief I see clothes on the floor that is definitely not size xxs.

I put his pullover and sweatpants on. Both are way to long for my limbs but I'm glad that with a tight knot the waistband stays where it should be.

I walk down to the living room and Fynn walks in from the other side.

He gives me a big smile and I can't help but start crying.

God, I really love him

He looks at me concerned.

"What's wrong, Harriet? Was it too much? Are you having a panic attack?" He asks and runs over to me.

I don't know what's happening to me but I extend my arms and wrap him into a hug.