Fractured Souls

“That as far as I’m concerned, you can’t make a wrong decision, baby.”

“Will you marry me, mishka?”

“I have only one home.” She lifts her face to look right into my eyes and smiles. “You. You are my home now.”

“Everywhere, mishka. I plan on covering your whole body with kisses. Every day.”

“Every single part of me is in love with you, Pasha. My body. My mind.”

“I love you to the point of madness, Asya,”

“What is love for you, Pasha?” I ask and brush the back of my fingers down his face.

“The feeling of never being close enough.”

“Where to, lovebirds?” Kostya asks from the driver seat.

“Home,” Pasha says against my lips.

“Home.” I nod

23:15 Pasha: Stop calling, mishka. Please

I can’t make myself destroy something that brought her joy