I kissed her back, this time with all the tenderness and softness I had left. She clung to me after the kiss, as though she felt I might disappear or evaporate away from her.

“I guess you're clingy”

“If you tell anyone I won't talk to you forever”

“Okay, I promise I won't. It would be our own little secret”

“Okay. Well, don't you like me too? You didn't say anything about it”

Longing eyes stared back at me, and for a moment, I searched for a moment of doubt. A moment where I probably thought I was just infatuated, but there was none. After the sex, I fell in...