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hand and molded it over their hands, holding her one hand tightly between the two of his. “That’s why I liked to come up here. No matter what I may be going through, I can watch the day end and know that another is coming tomorrow. A new day brings with it new hope.”
Ironic, this was the place he came to when he wanted to put a day behind him and welcome a new day, but in this moment, she didn’t want this day to end. “Do you come here often?” she wondered, pulling him out of his reverie.
“Hmmm…yes and no. I didn’t used to, but I’ve found myself coming here a lot lately.”
“What have you been struggling with?” she whispered, not wanting to pry, but concerned.
“What?” He looked back at her with wide eyes.
“You said you come here when you want to see the end of a day because each new day brings new hope. If you’re coming here more often,” she guessed, “then, you’re seeking a lot of hope.”
“Insightful,” he breathed, and looked back down.
“Why is that?” she persisted.
“Because of you.” He was barely audible when he spoke.
Her heart started racing, and she could feel the blood rushing up to her face. Her breathing became heavy, and she wasn’t sure how to control it, nor was she sure if she wanted to.
Adin looked at her with gentle eyes. “Legacy, I care about you…a lot. And that…that scares me.”
“Why?” she asked automatically because she was still reeling over how much he felt for her.
“Legacy…” he said slowly, shook his head, and looked away. He didn’t want to answer. He was obviously uncomfortable talking about his feelings.
“I’m sorry,” she said, and looked down at her lap—wanting to look at his lap instead since that was where he was holding onto her hand. The one part of her body he was squeezing as if he were trying to get strength from her.
He took his hand off the top of their joined ones and gently lifted her chin with his finger until she met his gaze. “Don’t be sorry,” he said with a smile. “It’s just that part of me feels like I’ve waited too long. If I’d approached you sooner, we would have had so much more time together. Yet, now that I have you here, with me, like this,” he said as he trailed off and shook his head again, looking for the right words. “I’m terrified.”
She looked at him. Even though his words seemed so unbelievable, she was relieved he felt about her the way she did about him. But she couldn’t trust her voice enough to speak yet.
“I’m terrified,” he continued, “of a lot of things. Things like knowing the right thing to do, knowing how I feel about you, wondering how you feel about me, and not knowing what to do about all those things and many other things. I don’t know what the answers are—what really is the right thing.”
“We don’t have to know all the answers,” she whispered, looking at the setting sun.
“No, we don’t,” he agreed, and turned to watch the sun fall completely below the horizon.
It was beautiful. She had never watched a sunset before, so it thrilled her that she got to experience this for the first time with Adin. They were both quiet for several minutes after the sun had set. Her thoughts were drowning in this moment, which was beyond perfect. As she thought about how happy she was just sitting here beside Adin, she began to wonder what he could be thinking. If his thoughts were the same as hers. But she didn’t want to ask. She was happy sitting here not speaking.
“Would you like another strawberry?” Adin asked after several more minutes had gone by.
“Sure,” she said, smiling at him. He held her gaze longer than necessary before retrieving two more strawberries from the platter.
As she ate, she knew her personality had shifted over the course of the evening. Before, she had been shy and didn’t allow herself to think of the possibilities with Adin. Now, she was happy embracing all those forbidden possibilities.
Now that the
Ironic, this was the place he came to when he wanted to put a day behind him and welcome a new day, but in this moment, she didn’t want this day to end. “Do you come here often?” she wondered, pulling him out of his reverie.
“Hmmm…yes and no. I didn’t used to, but I’ve found myself coming here a lot lately.”
“What have you been struggling with?” she whispered, not wanting to pry, but concerned.
“What?” He looked back at her with wide eyes.
“You said you come here when you want to see the end of a day because each new day brings new hope. If you’re coming here more often,” she guessed, “then, you’re seeking a lot of hope.”
“Insightful,” he breathed, and looked back down.
“Why is that?” she persisted.
“Because of you.” He was barely audible when he spoke.
Her heart started racing, and she could feel the blood rushing up to her face. Her breathing became heavy, and she wasn’t sure how to control it, nor was she sure if she wanted to.
Adin looked at her with gentle eyes. “Legacy, I care about you…a lot. And that…that scares me.”
“Why?” she asked automatically because she was still reeling over how much he felt for her.
“Legacy…” he said slowly, shook his head, and looked away. He didn’t want to answer. He was obviously uncomfortable talking about his feelings.
“I’m sorry,” she said, and looked down at her lap—wanting to look at his lap instead since that was where he was holding onto her hand. The one part of her body he was squeezing as if he were trying to get strength from her.
He took his hand off the top of their joined ones and gently lifted her chin with his finger until she met his gaze. “Don’t be sorry,” he said with a smile. “It’s just that part of me feels like I’ve waited too long. If I’d approached you sooner, we would have had so much more time together. Yet, now that I have you here, with me, like this,” he said as he trailed off and shook his head again, looking for the right words. “I’m terrified.”
She looked at him. Even though his words seemed so unbelievable, she was relieved he felt about her the way she did about him. But she couldn’t trust her voice enough to speak yet.
“I’m terrified,” he continued, “of a lot of things. Things like knowing the right thing to do, knowing how I feel about you, wondering how you feel about me, and not knowing what to do about all those things and many other things. I don’t know what the answers are—what really is the right thing.”
“We don’t have to know all the answers,” she whispered, looking at the setting sun.
“No, we don’t,” he agreed, and turned to watch the sun fall completely below the horizon.
It was beautiful. She had never watched a sunset before, so it thrilled her that she got to experience this for the first time with Adin. They were both quiet for several minutes after the sun had set. Her thoughts were drowning in this moment, which was beyond perfect. As she thought about how happy she was just sitting here beside Adin, she began to wonder what he could be thinking. If his thoughts were the same as hers. But she didn’t want to ask. She was happy sitting here not speaking.
“Would you like another strawberry?” Adin asked after several more minutes had gone by.
“Sure,” she said, smiling at him. He held her gaze longer than necessary before retrieving two more strawberries from the platter.
As she ate, she knew her personality had shifted over the course of the evening. Before, she had been shy and didn’t allow herself to think of the possibilities with Adin. Now, she was happy embracing all those forbidden possibilities.
Now that the
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