Love Beyond Privileges

ushed as they brainstormed ways of escapi

her voice barely above a whisper. "You see a

an incredible person, and I'm so gr

ntle mist, filling the space between

being myself, Emily said, her voice cracking with emotion. "I

seen in her eyes as she spoke, her soul reaching out

ed away, leaving the two of them complete

nd gently brushed a strand of hair behind Emily's ear. A

m the moment I met you. "You have a spark within you, a light that shines br

done so much for me already," she said gently. "You've given me hop

ed with words unspoken but understanding and deep connection. They sat

intensity. "You'll never be alone again, Emil

on for James. Without thinking, she l

cheek grazing against his chin. "I'

mily, you have nothing to be sorry for," he whispered ba

lushing with embarrassment. "I th

ll locked onto hers. " Emily But I can't de

oul reaching out to his. Certainly, he was right; she knew

your art, Emily," he said, with a soft voice. "

f emotions. James slowly reached out and gently t

es from hers. She felt a flutter in her chest as he leaned in

a rush of shyness wash over her. She pulled

ed to go," she stamm

things and hurried out of the library, leaving

feeling of James's lips on hers, she knew that their

was yet to believe what had just happened! James had just ki

tle, long, soft kiss, and the kiss left a lasting impression. She

this way before, and this scared her. She quickened her

ng against it while her heart was still racing. She couldn't believ

book in the library. She groaned in frustration, knowing fully w

thoughts of James and the kiss in the library. She knew she co

e chair. Emily had been sitting as if she were still there.

ly. He had never meant to scare her away

ng him to the gardens. He needed some fresh air and some time to th

he ground. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he had

ind a way to make things right and show Emily that his love

front of him. He picked it up, but to his surprise, it was Em

ted, but something just caught his eye-it was a sketch of himself. His heart beat fa

r. He felt a sense of hope that he hadn't felt before. Maybe, j