SLOW, NOT SLOW

HU:  It's been two days. Two days of Ginger explaining everything to me, and yes, it makes sense, but somehow I still cannot believe it. The thought that she is mine. That should be enough to silence every storm in my chest, but it doesn't.  I find myself even more troubled than I was, and each moment we spend together, I keep looking at her like she's made of glass, like if I blink too long, she'll vanish. I wanted her more than anything.  I fought for her in ways I'd never fought for anyone. And now that she's here, I feel... off. Like I'm not enough, or even doing anything right. I know it has only been two days, but it feels like an eternity and I already fucked up. I haven't even marked her yet, because I'm scared of what will happen when we become infinitely tied to one another.  Hearing her say she loves me is new to me each time, but I just cannot mark her. Every time I get close to her neck, I panic, and fuck, I do not want her to get the wrong impression, because I love her s