Angelina raised an eyebrow at Ziana's response. She observed her closely, her eyes slowly filling with a knowing tenderness. Placing a hand over Ziana's hands which were curled up on her legs right now, she smiled at her. "It's okay to be uncertain, dear."
"Love cannot happen overnight or spark just because you are faking it," she continued, gesturing while squeezing Ziana's hand, a comforting gesture that spoke volumes.
A tumult of emotions churned within Ziana, confusion warring with a burgeoning realization. It felt like she was ready to confess something that her mind hadn't registered yet but her heart had already taken a step into forbidden territory. Those thoughts caused an unfamiliar warmth to spread through her veins.
"But I do hope you find someone right for you. I just don't want you to get hurt again," Angelina added, her every word ringing warning bells in Ziana's mind.
