Easter~
The moment Jacob's lips touched my cheek, I felt everything inside me stumble. I gasped—not out of fear, but joy, the kind that bubbles up from somewhere deep and untouchable. I didn't move, didn't speak. Just stood there, frozen in that single second like a girl caught dreaming with her eyes open.
Then he walked away.
Fast. Like the kiss had meant nothing to him.
But I could almost swear it had.
I felt that way because he didn't look back.
And God, how I wished he would've looked back.
The moment the hallway swallowed him, I slipped into my room and let the door shut behind me with a quiet click. I stood there, breathless, back pressed against the wood like it was the only thing keeping me upright. The room swayed around me, like the world had tilted just a little. The air felt charged—sweeter, sharper, alive with something electric. And my heart? It wasn't heavy with pain or guilt anymore. No... it was something far more reckless. Far more dangerous.
Hope.
