All those tight little knots of tension laced throughout Amaya's body did an interesting thing just then. They seized and tightened inside of her almost violently at the utterance of a word like girlfriend, but slowly, gradually, the more Irene spoke, the more her words filtered up through Amaya's ears, those knots loosened again, they started to relax, and, by the time she was finished, they felt almost completely unraveled.
And then...
There it was
Amaya expected all those knots to snap right back into place, but...they didn't. She felt like her heart was going to explode from all the thumping it was doing in her chest, and she sucked in a breath, and for a brief moment, she wasn't sure what was going to come out of her mouth when she opened it: words or possibly vomit instead.
Nor did she know which would have been worse.
It ended up being the words, though, the words she knew would be inevitable the moment they passed through Irene's lips as well.
"I'm in love with you, too, Irene."
Just that, barely a whisper, because she was too terrified in that moment to dare trying to say anything else, but her fingers were there in her hair, and her gaze was steady on hers, and there was no going back now.
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And then...
There it was
Amaya expected all those knots to snap right back into place, but...they didn't. She felt like her heart was going to explode from all the thumping it was doing in her chest, and she sucked in a breath, and for a brief moment, she wasn't sure what was going to come out of her mouth when she opened it: words or possibly vomit instead.
Nor did she know which would have been worse.
It ended up being the words, though, the words she knew would be inevitable the moment they passed through Irene's lips as well.
"I'm in love with you, too, Irene."
Just that, barely a whisper, because she was too terrified in that moment to dare trying to say anything else, but her fingers were there in her hair, and her gaze was steady on hers, and there was no going back now.