Chapter 259

Chapter 259

Zaid

I can't drive fast enough.

Her scent has filled up the car entirely, and she is all I can feel, see and breathe. She's sitting right next to me, so close and yet not close enough.

My fingers twitch on the steering wheel.

She's smiling, leaning back in her seat so carefree, like she's not feeling all the desperation I am. She glances at me every few minutes and the look in her eyes

tears me

apart.

She's so fucking happy. So fucking excited to be home.

She looks at me like she can't believe I'm real.

A year. Three hundred and sixty-five days, minus the month I thought she was still going to be over there. And somehow, I survived it.

I want to know every part of her again. Every new thought. Every new piece.

But mostly I want to touch her. Every inch of her, get to know all of that all over again, too. That part of me has been half dead since she boarded that plane.

of need. Out of something in me that has been dormant and half-dead since the

like the beard,” she whispers, her hand reaching out to run her fingers

it.

glance at her again. Her eyes are wide, her lips tugged into a smile

touch burns, kills, and heals me at the same time. I swallow

it more than when you saw it on video?" I manage, though my voice sounds

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nods. "I love

the car over. Her fingers linger, brushing over my jaw. It's

to me. Like she doesn't see the effect she

I shouldn't be driving.

my throat and my blood is boiling and I

know everything about her time

I want to get home, because

watching me. Still running her fingers through

I'm real either.

dulled.

feel the loss like a

brakes. I grip the wheel until my

her from

the airport. Twice. Bought a ticket only the second time, but I managed to keep myself here at home. I went to bed with her picture

name in my

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