Ethan
My heart is pounding so hard that I can almost hear it over the sound of rain.
I keep looking at her, waiting. I don't know if it's been seconds or minutes, but for me time has stopped at this moment when Clara is in front of me, with the shaky light of the candle barely illuminating her face.
I just said it, I want to make love to her. And now everything depends on her, on what she says.
Whatever she decides.
My chest contracts with a mixture of anxiety, fear and a need that burns inside. Not only as a man... also like the husband I was. Like the i***t who took too long to realize what he had.
Clara looks at me, her eyes seek mine, deep, silent. But she says nothing.
Nothing.
That silence kills me, I swallow hard with difficulty, feeling how the tension runs through me. My h
