Mary Stuart

You’re my soul mate? That’s what you’re trying to say?”

There was skepticism in my voice and I’m sure she caught it. The look that she gave me was a mix between concern and hurt.

I quickly reached for her and pulled her towards me, his body shaking as I rubbed circles in her back.

“I didn’t mean it the way I alisema it. It’s just that, well, no one has ever told me that and I didn’t think that I would ever hear that from someone.” I spoke.

She pulled back, there were tears filling her eyes.

“I know it seems so soon, but you’re the one for me Sebastian. I can’t describe it. I know I should upendo Francis, but I don’t. Not the way that I upendo wewe and it hurts me to not to be with you, it hurts me when I see wewe with other women. I upendo wewe Sebastian. zaidi than anything.”

The kiss Mary gave me was zaidi intimate than any kiss I had ever received from any woman that I had been with.

“I upendo wewe too Mary.”