Hannah's voice quivered, a desperate edge cutting through her words, her body trembling with the weight of her emotions. "Jack, I love you," she confessed, her voice breaking, her eyes locked onto mine, searching for understanding, for acceptance.
"I don't know when it happened, but every time I see you with Mom, it feels like my heart is being torn apart. It's as if someone has stolen something precious from me," she whispered, her body pressing against mine, her breath hitching as my hands found her waist, pulling her closer, feeling the heat of her skin, the curve of her body.
Her eyes welled up with tears, a mix of anger and profound sadness swirling within them, her body trembling with the weight of her emotions. "And it's not just with Mom. Seeing you with others, even with Haruna, it makes me feel... uncomfortable, like I'm losing you all over again," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, her body pressing against mine, seeking comfort, seeking reassurance.
