But Viktor slowly moved forward before she could finish, already wanting to stop her flutter and trap her against him. He would soon be inside her. After having already told her such a big secret, he wasn't letting her go ever.
He pulled her into a hug.
Kaida gasped as his arms wrapped around her, her own hands instinctively coming up between their chests, trying to create some kind of barrier.
Her palms pressed against his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, the steady thump of his heartbeat.
Viktor rested his face in the crook of her collarbone, his breath ghosting across her neck as he spoke.
"To be honest," he murmured, his voice muffled against her skin, "I don't know if I'll be able to pull myself through this life."
Kaida's breath hitched.
"But since the moment Helena, Mira, and this 'perverted bastard' you keep calling me found each other..." He paused, his arms tightening slightly around her. "There was a meaning to my life."
