#Chapter 64: My Son

Despite the sunlight glowing through the lavender and the gleam in his eye and the way he was smiling at me and the perfect moment drifting right in front of us, I couldn’t do it.

I couldn’t tell him. I had already divulged so much of myself to him, and I didn’t have anything else to give. Once I told him I loved him, he would officially have all of me. He now had the admittal of Theo, my body, and my confessions to caring for him. I braved many things, including death, but I could not brave such a statement.

“I wonder, too,” I said.

A flicker of disappointment shadowed the gleam in his eyes but he nodded, his grin never wavering. “That’s alright. I have enough love for the both of us for now,” he lightly teased.

I managed a weak, faltering smile, the sunlight beginning to burn my eyes as if it was a punishment. “For now.”

The wine suddenly made me feel tired. I struggled to feel giddy or joyous after such a failure, but he never made me feel guilty