It was then that her heart was beating only for him—of that, she was positive. She existed only for him and she would've given her own beating heart to him if he had wanted it. Within her chest, it swelled and nearly exploded through her body, because never, never had she ever experienced something like this. It was like a dream, like a movie, like a book, like something fake and beautiful and impossible all at once. It was surreal. The feeling of being enveloped in his arms was something she wanted to hold onto, because there were some memories in life that she just wanted to keep locked in her mind and heart forever and that was one of them. She had never felt more pleasant than at that very moment. She wanted to feel it again, because just his arms around her was enough.