Grim
I hated love.
I always hated the idea of attachment. Not just because it was impractical and a weakness, but because I thought I didn’t need it. It had never been something I searched for or even realized I was missing. The mere idea of it used to make me sick to my stomach.
But it seems it found me anyway.
Hearing Lily say those words pulled something from deep inside me. A rush of joy, disbelief, adoration, and so much more surged through my veins. Is this what it feels like for everyone? Is that why they can’t get enough of it— why they lose their minds over it?
I found myself smiling. My whole body felt light, like I might explode from sheer happiness.
And the only thing I could do to show that was by embracing her, keeping her close, smelling her and proving to myself th
