[She doesn't even hesitate. Doesn't even think before she leans in and kisses him, as if to eat those words right out of his mouth and spit them back out. It's a firm kiss, one that's filled with that pent-up desperation she's been harbouring since she climbed through his window. But it's one that now feels like she's been holding it for years and years...
And in case that or the emotion swimming in her eyes when she pulls back don't answer his question...]
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And in case that or the emotion swimming in her eyes when she pulls back don't answer his question...]
You were the one who made me feel...anything.