[Avira]
What was I doing, smooching with Declan? The same Declan who had hurt me so much. The same Declan who got Nanisca pregnant. The same Declan who made me go through hell while Dylan travelled some many months ago.
What the hell was I thinking?
Right, I wasn't thinking. It was but a moment's weakness, and I was blinded by grief.
I repeated the words to myself, maybe that would make it true, but it didn't. Deep down, I knew the truth. I knew that I wanted to. I have always wanted to, and even though I was overwhelmed with hurt now, I still couldn't get the burning desire to have him out of my head.
Something has to be wrong with me. I should be angry with him for getting Nanisca pregnant, I should be hitting him hard on his face and chest. Wait, why did I stop? And how did we get past that to…smooching?
I should wriggle free from his hold now but his hands are tightly wrapped around me, to make that a difficult task, or an impossible one.
