«Ren… I-I love you.»
I'm not sure I heard that right.
No, scratch that—I heard it perfectly.
I suspected she had a crush on me… but this much? Really?
It's not the first time a woman has told me she loves me, of course.
Plenty have said it after knowing me for only two hours.
But that was… a very different context.
Those words come naturally even between strangers… when you're in bed together.
Especially not from someone like Brianne—if she says "I love you," it's probably the most sincere thing in the world.
And me…? What do I feel for her?
Sure, lately I've been growing more attached than I expected, given how we started.
But is it love? No, I doubt it.
Not that she's lying, but maybe she's misunderstood her feelings—or her subconscious is just acting out of spite.
Her purity must be the result of church indoctrination.
Now that the church has turned its back on her because of me, maybe she sees me as some form of rebellion against them.
