"Zelli? Why are you crying love? Iam sorry." Kezr said immediately wrapping his arms around my waist and pulled my head into his neck, rocking us back and forth.
Warmth and fragrance engulfed me and I hugged him tighter, letting my tears fall into his neck.
I didn't reply him.
I didn't even have the energy to ask him what he was sorry for.
He pulled my head out of his neck, and Iam already missing his warmth.
He looked at me and wiped my tears away, kissing them.
"Zella, tell me?" He asked in a stern yet soft voice.
I smiled at him and pushed myself closer towards him-if that was even possible-and placed my head in his neck.
My favorite place to be.
"I miss them, K"
Kezr's eyes widened knowing what Iam talking about.
"I miss how my mom used to kiss my forehead before I go to school.... My dad. How he used to tell me he's proud of me. How he used to cheer me up even for the littlest achievements I made.... I miss it all, K. So much."
He kissed my cheek letting his soft lips linger there for a while.
He pushed my head more into his neck and rubbed my back up and down.
"Jones. When they adopted me, I was really happy thinking I'd finally have a family instead of people looking at me back at the orphanage and saying no to my face saying they don't want a troublesome kid."
Kezr just rocked us back and forth, rubbing my back without uttering a word.
"When I was new to the Jones's household, Stephanie was very sweet to me. But as the days went by, they become evil, cruel, morals were forgotten and I was paying for their sins" I started crying remembering how I had no value until a month ago and how I was treated.
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