I stepped even closer to Haruna, my voice dropping to a whisper so low it was almost lost between us. The air between us felt electric, charged with years of unspoken pain and longing.
"So how can you guarantee that you won't push me away like before?" My fingers hovered near her cheek, not quite touching, but close enough that she could feel the heat of my skin.
Haruna's breath hitched, her chest rising and falling in rapid, uneven gasps. Her hands trembled violently at her sides, her fingers twisting into the fabric of her dress until her knuckles turned white.
"I won't," she swore, her voice trembling with desperation. She lifted her gaze to mine, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
