Chapter 92 Words Don't Come Easy
- Heitor opened his eyes and looked at me, taking his time, making each minute seem like an hour:
- - You can... – he said in a weak voice.
- I approached him, slowly, knowing that maybe it was the last kiss, the last time, as our encounters always were: an unknown quantity, a mixture of emotions and feelings always on the surface... So every second needed to be well enjoyed.