POV Melek .
I feel so comfortable with Max, we have talked daily since he went to visit his grandparents, I miss him so much.
The fact of being here lying on my bed on a full moon night and thus chatting with him about trivial things, I can feel that all the tension leaves my body, I still can't get used to this feeling, but I feel very lucky.
I don't know why my fears start to surface and I start to ask myself, what if I fall too deep and end up really needing you, afraid of being hurt, this love is like an unreal dream to me.
Max always tells me how cute I am, he never misses an opportunity to make me blush.
Damn insecurities, they don't leave me alone... my physique has always been a cross that weighs me down and I've always carried it, sometimes in my heart there is neither heat nor cold, as if my soul were my own enemy when seeing my reflection In the mirror, what little self"esteem I have I try to preserve.
