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The disbelief and joy swirled through my thoughts like an enchanting refrain: He loves me back. He actually loves me. It felt unreal, too good to be true, yet here it was, solid and real in the way his arms held me close. I could get lost in this moment, I thought wildly, one I wouldn't mind never waking from.
Wrapped in this feeling...the warmth of being loved, accepted, and fulfilled in a way no amount of fleeting sexual encounters over the years ever matched. Those moments always left me empty, chasing highs that faded too fast. But this? This felt like freedom, light in a way that had nothing to do with weightlessness and everything to do with finally belonging.
The song gently came to a close, its last notes lingering in the air like a soft breath, but we stayed locked in each other's arms. Xavier held me tight, his chin resting on my head, neither of us in a hurry to pull away.
