Drowning
- LETTURE 123
- Voti 2
- Parti 23
I couldn't answer him, and I could tell that he knew what he was doing.
Emmett already had me so far under, making me believe that I had control
over what has occurred these past few months. He had his hold on me,
and he was only letting us sink into deeper waters. "I think you know
how I feel, Grace." He told me, forcing his eyes on mine, making it
impossible for me to respond. "I love you." His light, clear blue eyes
were all I could see, reminding me of the lake, the sky, and of him, all
at the same time. And as I looked into those blue irises, and whispered
back my response as he brought his mouth closer to mine, I found that
for the first time, I was alright with drowning, as long as it was
Emmett pulling me under.
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