Sneak Peek: Nour Ch6/7

Update: Sooo I was sick for the past week which doesn't mean anything in terms of Nour's updates, obviously from the title of this post. But it does mean that my "I'm going to focus on Superstition for this week" didn't happen. I'll figure out how I'll remedy that in the forecast. But I say all of this to say the rest of the month is focused solely on Nour. I'm hoping to get an update for Ch6 out, finishing the chapter parts that were left undone and putting a nice little dent into Ch7.

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"You learned all that I hid from you and lied about, and you are still willing to forgive me?"

"Of course. You would do the same for me." Nour smiles, but there is nothing but sadness in their eyes, and after a while, they are forced to glance away.

"When you said, of course, my heart leaped. If I could truly put in words all the ways you just made me feel, I would attempt, even knowing I'd fail. But I am beginning to understand what the others kept trying to tell us. The way I treated you, the way you held me up, it was not healthy." You stiffen. Their words are not exactly false, but they are not something you wish to be reminded of, not now. Their hands rise to hover over your cheek, the ghost of their touch producing a somewhat siren's call for you to caress their hand truly.

"I love you, $name. There is no doubt in my heart that I do. No one can ever try and prove to me that those words are untrue. But I'm terrified that I am or will do all of this wrong. That my actions will make you into something so impure that I will have no choice but to take a step back and realize how I broke someone so amazing."

"You seem to have a lot of worries that can still be rectified."

"Can they?"

"I am not used to seeing you without hope."

"You are my hope. And that is where all of this becomes confusing. Is it truly wrong to love someone so much? Can all the wonder I have for you truly be as bad as others make it out to be?" They cough out a laugh. "Or is that just it. All of these thoughts have caused me to form a version of you that you could never keep up with. Imagine you never change, but I fall out of love because it was no longer you I admired but the version of you I created."