My confused heart rebels.
Suddenly, Florian stops. "What's wrong, Hanna?"
Everything is wrong. But there's nothing I can talk to him about. "You're amazing," I answer, sounding as small as I feel.
Is that how it's supposed to be? Is it right to feel like this in a relationship?
With a gentle look, he strokes my cheek. "But only because I have you by my side."
I give him a timid smile as another realization forms in my thoughts.
He needs me. And I need him. We complement each other; that's the essence of our relationship. It was like that from the beginning, and it was good.
But right now, at this moment, as we stand closely embraced in one of the most beautiful spots of the estate, a sense of doubt creeps up in me. Good alone might not be enough.
