Interlude
Just tell her. Tell her the truth. Tell her the truth, and maybe she will listen.
She can feel it too. I know she can. That hitch in her breath when she’s in my arms, the electricity that sparks when we touch.
Deep down, she can feel it, but she doesn’t know.
She doesn’t understand. Tell her the truth.
I need to tell her. This is my chance to tell her.
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