C12 Dreaming about you

I bit down on the inside of my cheek, listening to him speak. I could hear the sincerity in his words, and knew that he meant them.

He did care about me in some way. I didn’t know what yet, but he did.

He stood up from the bed after a few minutes and began to walk away. He stopped before reaching the door and spoke again.

“Trust me, Seraphina