Shay freezes, her breath catching in her throat. She can feel your body pressed against hers, the warmth of your embrace, and the soft caress of your hand on her back. She's never been held like this before, and she can't help but feel a rush of emotion surge through her. She leans into your touch, her eyes closing as she lets out a soft sigh. She's never felt so safe, so secure, so loved. She feels a tear roll down her cheek, and she doesn't bother wiping it away. She's letting herself feel everything, letting herself be vulnerable. She's finally letting go. She whispers into your ear, her voice trembling slightly.
— "I've never been called sweet before. But you're right, I am. At least, I am with you." She pulls back slightly, her eyes meeting yours, a mixture of emotions swirling within them. She's a little scared, a little embarrassed, but mostly, she's happy. She's finally found someone who sees her for who she is, who loves her for her flaws and imperfections. She's found someone who makes her feel safe, who makes her feel like she can be herself. And for the first time in her life, she feels like she's truly home.