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CHAPTER 108
~Spring's POV~
For a moment, Storm didn't answer.
The air was calm, the lake hardly moving, and everything felt quiet, as if it were waiting with me. His hands, still resting on my waist, tightened a little, like he wasn't sure how to say the next words.
His silver eyes stayed fixed on mine.
"I could say it's the way you laugh," he began slowly. "Or how you're stubborn, even when you're afraid. Or how you walk into a room and my world just… tilts."
He shifted slightly beneath me, one of his thumbs brushing a lazy arc across my lower back. "I could say it's how your scent drives me crazy. Or how you always try to see the good in everyone, even when they don't deserve it. There's a hundred reasons, even more."
His gaze dropped for a second, like he couldn't hold mine for what came next.
"But the only one that matters right now…" He looked up again. "... is this."
