THE END

The next morning.

I wake up faithfully happy, my eyes staring at a broad-shouldered figure, as I run my hands over her smooth skin. He kisses my neck passionately and I can smell his skin.

“Tell me one more time,” I ask him while I mock him, I know he doesn't want to be mean to me, so he does everything I ask while making me believe that he is going to love me all his life.

“Do I have to do it?” He asks me as he raises one of his thick eyebrows.

“Yes.” I answer as I move between the sheets happily.

“It's okay.” He runs his hand over his face, clearing his voice. “I love you, Victoria.” Now he says it heavily, while I scream, which fills the entire room. His house is so big and clean, that I suppose his fine bed makes me feel like a queen, but I can't help but see that I bring life to his room.

“God, I love that you say it!” I said, running my hands once more down his back. “I love you, Dustin.” I guess kissing him every minute makes his lips break. He just scoffs, but I help him say a