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“Don’t be,” Elina said.

Elina reached out and traced the line of Olivia’s jaw. It was the gentlest act of defiance she had ever committed. “Who decides what we’re supposed to feel?”

There were hard days, of course. Days when Olivia’s mother called and asked if she’d met any “nice boys.” Days when Elina held Olivia in a stairwell while she cried, not because their love was wrong, but because the world could be so slow to catch up. But even then, even in the ache, Elina never doubted. She would wait. They both would. elina and olivia lesbian love

“Felt something I wasn’t supposed to feel.”

“Done what?” Elina asked, though she knew. “Don’t be,” Elina said

Olivia smiled against her shirt. And in the quiet that followed, the only sound was the wind moving through the trees and two hearts beating in perfect, patient time.

“I’ve never done this before,” Olivia admitted, her voice so low it was almost a confession. “Who decides what we’re supposed to feel

That was the moment the world tilted. Not loudly. Just a degree or two, enough that from then on, everything seemed to roll toward Olivia.