Page 71 of Heal Me

Me: Are you really suggesting that I watch the original Turkish series with you?

Danylo: I agree. It sounds quite strange.

Me: Already on my way.

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Danylo gave me his address and here I am standing at his door.

I must be doing something wrong in my life.

"You came quickly," he is surprised.

I spent almost seven hours on the road without even explaining to my family why I wanted to return to Kyiv so quickly.

"How do you feel after the wedding?" I smile.

"Unusual." Danylo smiles back.

"The wedding was incredible."

"Yes, it was." He agrees. "I am glad that you came."

I nod. I am grateful that he doesn’t discuss what happened in the forest.

"I wanted to support you."

"You have no idea how much you supported me."

I like our friendship with Danylo. We've become pretty close over the last few weeks and surprisingly, it doesn't push me away like it usually does.

"How do you feel?"

"Better," I purse my lips.

"I am glad to hear it."

Danylo comes to me, becoming almost close to me. His hand rests on my shoulder. I do not immediately realise what is happening.

He takes off my jacket and hangs it on the hanger. I hope Danylo didn't notice that I hardly breathed during this.

He stops for a moment, and we look into each other's eyes.

"Sometimes I think that I made the biggest mistake in my life."

My heart beats faster, and I am glad again that I threw my watch in the garbage, probably, next to Danylo, it would ring every five seconds.

"And what mistake did you make?" I ask, breathing hard.

"The worst. " Danylo answers briefly and goes to the kitchen.

I lean against the wall holding my heart. I haven't felt this for a long time...

This passion. This desire. But I can't feel something for Danylo, can I? To the guy who got married just a week ago.

I try to breathe, to ignore the buzzing between my legs. I already forgot what it's like when a man touches you.

Amelie, pull yourself together.

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