Need the truth

I needed my hands on her. They itched to hold her close and touch. But she looked different slimmer. The nearer I got, the more visible it became. Christ, had she stopped eating in the past week? She must have dropped nearly half a stone. I stopped and stared, anger mixing with concern, but more so understanding that this shit with her past was way bigger than I'd realized up to this point. Lucky us, we can be fucked up together.

She turned around and found me. Our eyes connected and some powerful communication flowed through the breeze between us. Brynne knew how I felt. She should know. I'd told her plenty of times. She had never told me what I'd said to her, though. I was still waiting to hear those three words come from her. I love you,

She said my name. I read her lips. I couldn't hear the sound through the wind, but I saw that she did indeed speak my name. She looked about as relieved as I felt seeing her in one piece and just a few steps away. And utterly beautiful to me, as sh