#Chapter 87 Connected

~Grace~ It didn’t hurt. Not like Liam’s, not like Chrisopher’s. It didn’t hurt at all. Was he even doing it? Was this how it was supposed to feel? It was as if he connected a part of his very soul to me. I felt a buzzing in my chest I couldn’t describe. It felt like he was just kissing my neck, but more. Deeper, stronger. It was a sensation I had never felt before. What was this? I felt warm all over, as if wrapped in a freshly washed blanket. I could feel Alex all around me, in my very being. His scent, his essence, his soul. I could swear the ground was spinning beneath our feet and only Alex was keeping me from flying off into a vast nothingness. He was my only anchor to this world. I don’t think the other people who were in the audience were even here anymore. Or the officiant. It was just us, together. Transcended. And then, everything came back, all at once. It was like being sucked through a tight