RUBBY

I laid up, curled in Alex's arm, as he stroked my hair continuously.

As I would always say, this was what I wanted and more, for the past three years, I had begged to be loved, to be seen, to be understood, but here it was in abundance, everything I had wished for and more. Nature really had its way of blessing its own; my good had somehow returned to me.

"Thank you," I whispered.

He lifted his brow, obviously wondering why I Suddenly said thank you.

"Thank you for what?"

"For ...