Fan Fiction - Krasobruslení - Drabbles
“Have you ever truly loved someone?” he asks out of the blue while we sit in a locker room, bandaging our feet.
“Have you?” I reply with a question, straightening up to look at him.
He ponders it for a moment, then:
“I think I have.” And, after a pause: “He broke my heart.”
“Then he hadn’t truly loved you. He would have done anything to keep you from hurt if he’d loved you.”
I’m half expecting him to get offended, but he just nods sadly. It encourages me.
“I could never hurt you,” I add carefully, meeting his eyes.