Northstar Vale anugivaalua ❅

There were no words left between them, neither need they be. Heavily breathing, an ache in her heart for she had no knowledge of it meant; what was this sudden ache in every bit of her body, this sudden excitement that filled her wounded heart with joy. Wounded; she was wounded; and those wounds screamed wrong. But this; this moment, it felt right more than ever.
 
After her confession, she slowly moved closer to her, to feel her embrace like each night they share this made up den. Her own self longed for it, but it wasn’t lust, no, she felt that before. It was another sort of feeling, a feeling that came from the heart; a pure feeling that filled her insides with joy. Agana moved, closer and closer, until she was just in front of her.
 
But she was afraid; afraid if she felt her touch this time, she might feel repulsed by it, or reject it. Rejection, she experienced that before; not by some crushes she used to have twice a day, but by the one being she considered her closest companion; her cousin, she meant the world to her, until she shattered that impression in a matter of seconds. So she sealed her heart and her trust away, so no one could broke them again.
 
Once again, her heart broke from its bone cage, and back to its original position; and it made her feel again, just like before. A heavy breath escaped her lips, eyes soft on the pearl before her.