“You’re so beautiful,” Daniel murmured, leaning in to kiss Mira’s ear.
She sprang away from him as if bitten, exclaiming, “Don’t say that!”
He sat up, tried to draw her into his arms, said, “But you are; you’re the most beautiful–”
“Non,” she said as she beat at his chest with her small fists, “don’t ever say that to me!”
Baffled, all he could do was apologize and try to shield himself from her blows. As if sorry for her actions, Mira kissed him, and while Daniel was grateful for her touch, for her body pressed against his, he had trouble moving past the distant look in her eyes, as if he were someone else, as if she were someone else too.
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