Sometimes all a person wants is an empathetic ear; all he or she needs is to talk it out. Just offering a listening ear and an understanding heart for his or her suffering can be a big comfort.
~Roy T. Bennett~
Luc
The sun woke me up. It peeked through the curtains, caressing my face. Slowly opening my eyes, I turned to look at Lia sleeping beside me, her face beneath her hand propped on the pillow covered in a silky gold pillowcase.
I found myself replaying our conversation yesterday before we both fell asleep. I couldn't help but smile at how she'd declared her love for me. However, as soon as the smile appeared, it disappeared. I remembered too, that she had invited Max for Christmas.
Leaning my head down, I kissed her forehead, watching closely as her eyes fluttered open. "Hi,"