THE CONFESSION

ANTONELLA’S POV

I didn’t think it was possible to feel the way I felt last night. Before I slept off, I tried so hard to keep my eyes on Xavier. A part of me feared that he was going to disappear from the dream I thought he came out from. Even though I could feel him, I felt all of his last night, I was still scared he was going to wake up and regret what has happened.

And when I opened my eyes this morning, his side of the bed was empty and I was left alone. I couldn’t help the sadness that wrapped my heart. My fears had become reality. I had hoped that last night would have brought us closer to some degree.

I didn’t want to cry, even though I could feel the tear force their way out. I blinked rapidly, telling myself that it was too early to be in tears. When I raised myself up into a sitting position and my eyes got the sight of something on the bed.

I moved towards it and lifted it to realize it was a dress. Beside it was a note.

“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. I still want you.