Ethan
There are times when you stop asking for miracles; you simply learn to be grateful for small steps forward. And I had been doing exactly that for several days. I didn't expect Clara to remember our entire life overnight, I didn't expect her to wake up one morning and look at me with the same love as before.
I just wanted small steps, a smile, a longer conversation.
For her to accept my hand, for her not to tense up when I hugged her anymore. And, above all... That kiss.
I could still feel it. It hadn't been a kiss initiated by me; it had been hers.
She had closed the distance; she had sought my lips. And for the first time since the accident, I felt that I wasn't walking alone. There was someone moving toward me from the other side.
Even if she was slow, even if she was still l
