At his confession, I almost give a little laugh. Not out of spite, or disbelief, but from the sheer amazement of hearing those words come out of his mouth. I have heard him say that he loves me before- between passionate kisses or lying in his bed after a steamy night of sex. But each of those times had the foreboding weight of my identity strapped under it, the fear that as soon as my true self would be revealed, it would strip down his love for me to its bear bones, crumbling it to dust.
The fact that that is not the case... well its certainly a shock to the system.
Upon seeing the slight smile upon my face, Soren frowns deeply.
"You mock my love for you?"
I shake my head frantically, bringing up my hands in denial.
