CHAPTER 28

BELLA

I felt someone’s fingers threading softly through my hair, I should have been startled but it felt so good.

I lay there, savoring the feeling of being touched softly. I couldn’t remember the last time someone touched me with the slightest bit of care or affection.

I didn’t know how much I craved to be held softly until now. Every finger that had touched me was from a place of selfishness and was born of sexual desires. If I got a hug, I might just fall apart from the weight of the emotions I’m carrying.

The person who probably held my hand with the slightest bit of care was Ronan. There was Vivian too but that was a long long time ago.

She was the only one who would tackle me with random hugs, try to braid my hair, and even cuddle me sometimes.

I always pushed her off, claiming I wasn’t a fan of physical touch but the truth was, I didn’t know what to do with affection, nor did I know how to return it.

The concept of it felt too ambiguous and almost laughable to me. What do you