And saying that out loud shakes me more than I expected. Because it is the truth.
A dangerous truth, a truth that can change everything.
Ethan is still holding my face in his hands.
His fingers are warm against my cheeks and his breathing is still agitated, just like mine.
We stare at each other for a few seconds that seem longer than they really are.
His eyes sweep over my face as if trying to memorize every detail.
Then he speaks.
"I'm not the same."
He says it with a seriousness that makes me lower my gaze almost immediately.
Not because I don't want to believe him. But because part of me... he does want to.
My eyes fall to his chest while his hands still hold my face. I swallow slowly before responding.
"It's a shame you reacted..." I murmured with a small exhalation, "or wo
