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I opened my eyes, finding myself engulfed in a warm embrace. Looking up, I saw her—her pretty face and soft features adorned with concern. I leaned in to admire them more.
When she came running to me, a worried expression painted on her face, it warmed my heart. I loved the way she cared for me. Yet, I hated when she cried.
I loved how she scolded me for not picking up her call and not keeping her informed. I loved the way her lips molded between mine, as if they were made for me.
I loved everything about her.
I loved every touch of hers.
Maybe, I...I lo— No, no.
What am I thinking? It's impossible for me.
AUTHOR'S POV
He lay there, contemplating the tumult of emotions stirring within him. As he gazed at her peaceful face, a perplexing question lingered in the recesses of his mind—could he ever fall in love with her?
A quiet sigh escaped his lips as he acknowledged the possibility. The tender moments, her caring gestures, and the allure of her presence were starting to chip away at the walls he had meticulously built around his heart. Yet, he hesitated to admit the depth of his feelings.
Maybe he would, but he was certain of one thing—he was undeniably obsessed with her. The way she captivated his thoughts, the allure of her lips that tempted him beyond reason, it was a forbidden craving he couldn't resist. He had become addicted to her, her essence seeping into every corner of his being.
As he watched her sleep, a profound realization dawned upon him. He couldn't fathom the idea of letting her go. She was his greatest temptation, the one he desired with a fervor that bordered on obsession. He wasn't prepared to relinquish the hold she had on him.
