““still feel the same way? Could he have changed this much on the inside too? Struggling for the right words, I opened my mouth to speak. His lips quirked into a small smile, setting off a relieved one of my own. He stepped in and caught my fidgeting hands in his, rubbing his thumbs over the white of my knuckles until I relaxed. The warmth in his eyes melted away any lingering doubts. I exhaled a shaky breath. “Come here,” I whispered, still afraid to break the silence and unable to do justice to how overwhelming being in his presence again was. I stepped back, pulling him after me. He followed and once inside curved his arm””
