Kol's (P.O.V)
I love you.
Three words.
Eight letters.
Three syllables.
Five vowels.
Three consonants
Two nouns.
One emotion.
And many meanings.
And the only meaning it meant to me, was Katerina. Telling her I love her, and hearing her say it back, made my life.
I was currently lying on my back, Katerina fast asleep on my chest, her nose all scrunched up, her eyebrows furrowed, as she snored and drooled softly. It was
the most adorable thing I had ever seen, and I'm guessing this is how she felt when I had been sleeping on her the morning of her... bloody arrival. I had to bite back a
chuckle at the thought. She was beat red! Everything about her is just too cute. The way her face flushes, how many facial expressions she can burn trhough in under a