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I wasn’t sure how I ended up here, but if I could, I’d stay for the rest of my life. I would give up everything I know just to wake up in her arms again, our legs intertwined.
Her scent filled every corner of the motel room. I traced star patterns on her arm with my fingers.
"You know I can’t stay much longer, malysha."
Her voice pulls me out of my little fantasy where she is only mine. I pull away from her body to look at her, only to find her piercing green eyes studying my face as her hands slide up my body, wrapping around my neck.
"Tell me what you’re thinking, Alice."
She pulls me closer, our lips barely touching. I try to kiss her, but she moves away, tugging at my hair to keep me at bay. Slowly, she shakes her head—she doesn’t like it when I don’t answer her demands.
"Do you love me, Wanda?"
"Of course I do."
Her voice is sweet, and she sounds so sincere that I believe her. I allow myself to be deceived, to believe that she belongs to me the same way I belong to her, that maybe—just maybe—she truly loves me.
Tears stream down my face, and she pulls me into a searing kiss, erasing every thought from my mind as her tongue slips into my mouth. I close my eyes and surrender to the sensation of having her so close. Her lips trace a path down my neck, reaching my pulse point, where she bites down gently, drawing small moans from me.
"I love you, moya lyubov. So much."
My nails dig into her waist, and we kiss again. That night, Wanda left home later than usual, and I stayed in bed, watching her disappear through the old door.