I realized that I would never have to lie about who I was.

I realized that I could change everything.

I realized that he... he loved me.

I thought... I thought...

I loved him.

I did.

I loved him.

I do.

G.o.d, I do.

"I have to go somewhere," I breathed as I pulled apart. He tried to move closer, but I shook my head at him.

"Don't go," he pleaded.

"I have some business to take care of," I tried to tell him. He tilted his head to a side... his eyes went somewhere so far away that I thought that he would never come back. I wanted to jump back into his arms and tell him that I was right here.

"I'll let you go if you promise that you'll come back to me."

"Always," I promised. I felt it swimming in my veins—the need to be near him.

"Then... then you can go," he sighed. He scooted to a side and then fished in his pockets. "I have to make a call, anyways," he gulped and then looked back at me. Apprehension colored his eyes.

"Make the call, Michael. I'll be back by tonight."

"Yes."

"Yes," I answered all the unasked questions. I hoped that he would understand.

I saw it in his eyes.

He did see.

He saw everything.

And after today, it would not scare me as much as it was in that moment.

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