"I love you too," I said. I did. While we had spent a lot of time together in that week after we first met, it had still only been a week. But there was a saying that goes, "distance makes the heart grow fonder." I found it to be true for me here. The month I spent in confinement, when I wasn't cultivating, I was thinking about Victoria.
I grew to appreciate all of the little things about her that I liked. Then I grew to love her. Do I know if that's true love? Is that the way love is supposed to develop? I don't have those answers, so don't ask me those questions.
All that I new is that I loved her now. And it seemed that over that same month, she had been thinking about me, and now she too loved me.
"I'm sorry you had to see me like that," she said.