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“I think I love you…”
Phoebe’s voice is soft, almost fearful and Elana sighs softly as she moves closer, gently tucking a hand under Phoebe’s chin, making her look up, watching Phoebe’s eyes for a moment, then moving to kiss her gently, she knows it’s always hard for Phoebe to talk about her feelings, ever since Fin came back into her life, but she does love her.
“I love you too Phoebe.”
Her surety seems to break the spell and Phoebe sighs into the kiss, relaxing enough to let Elana draw her into a hug. She’s safe. Loved. Wanted. The fear fades at last. She’s loved now, by someone who won’t walk away.