MIKA
Channing’s voice spills through, raw and unguarded, and tears continue flooding down my cheeks.
“Say you’ll be mine.” He says, and my heart races faster than I thought humanly possible, and I press my trembling fingers to my lips to muffle my sobs as I cry harder. Everything he said—his words, his voice—it's like he reached inside my chest and grabbed my heart with both hands.
I’m in love with him, and it's insane given everything that has happened, and part of me wonders if I'm losing my mind by feeling the way I do. Is it hero syndrome? Am I clinging to him because he saved me and I'm vulnerable? Will I feel differently once we are back on land and have had time?
But then another voice, more powerful than the others, screams at me to follow my heart and stop overthinking things like I a……
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