~NIKLAUS POV~
"Is there someone you want something serious with? You know, someone you feel you could love?"
I stare at her, the way her eyes hold mine as she asks that question — soft, unsure, but still brave. No reply comes. Nothing formed, nothing solid.
"You're longest I've gone with in my entire life, Camille." That's the only answer I can come with but it's the truth.
Her expression shows she isn't satisfied with my answer but I know the answer she wants. She wants to know if this could be more, if we could be more but she's scared of a straight out rejection so she's taking a safer corner.
