"I love you," Kenji reminds me.
"I get it."
"Good"
"What if I don't?" I ask.
"I love you, but if you don't, I will help you look for your happiness and let you go with your loved ones. And I will never regret falling for you. I want to love you, but more than that, I want you to be happy."
"Kenji, I just want to be happy with who I have become at the end of the day. I want to be proud of the love I offered and the fact that, despite being assaulted, I risked my heart. I want to know and understand that I showed up as much as I could, that I made others feel seen, because I never feel like I'm doing enough, and that I helped those around me feel less alone. I want to be proud of the effort I put into those I care about. I want to be proud of the way I recovered, the mistakes I made, and the lessons I learned," I explain, and he listens.
"I just need to at least try." I feel my eyes becoming glossy. "If I don't put in the effort, how am I any different from a dead person?" I look at him.
"What I'm trying to tell you is that I need"
"I know what you need; you need time for yourself. I get it, and I'm willing to give it to you and help; just tell me how." He looks into my eyes with adoration.
I look at him and his eyes; his pupils became pigs, as I do when you walk in the dark.
I was frightened of falling in love for a very long time before, but now that I look at him.
"You're pupils grew aza, are you okay?" I hear him say.
I realized that it had already happened to me.
I love him.
But am I willing to give away my dream of becoming someone who isn't afraid of being me?
No.
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Azalea
Romance18 year old Azalea who lives in Russia and has no family, What happened when she finds out that she's mafia princess, a girl who's been born in De Lucas family, in a family who hasn't had gir born in incenturies. She got a life that she always dream...
