Taylor’s P.O.V.
“What does it mean for us, that we are mates… I mean?” I asked Nico, who looked at me, a hint of a smile on his lips as I asked the question before he started to type again. As if somehow, a huge weight had been dropped from his shoulders now that all secrets were out between us.
You have to choose.
I frowned, looking back up into the green eyes that had already stolen my heart.
“Choose? Choose what?” I asked him, shaking my head because he didn’t make any sense right now.
If you want to be with me or not.
“It’s that simple?” I asked. And then, Nico’s fingers typed for a longer period of time before he handed me the phone back and he started to pace his room. As if somehow, he was afraid to look at me right now. Afraid to see my reaction.
If you would choose me as yo
