Write it, I'll Act it (Part 1)

CHRIS

You could easily deduced a case but not a woman's heart.

"Do you like Zanaya?"

There was a long pause before I could answer her question.

"She's a special friend."

Her eyes were full of emotions. It's like a glass, and in just a few moments, it might break, and tears would fall down.

"More special than me?" she asked while looking down her lap and avoiding my gaze.

I let out a sigh before I replied, "No. You're my first best friend and no one else would take that position from you."

She laughed bitterly. "So, I'm just a friend just like everyone else."

How could I explain it to her? She's making it hard for me. This was not supposed to be happening. We should have been there laughing as we shared nonsense stories. But now, here we were.

"You're more than a friend to me."

"But not as a l-lover, right?"

She's like a sister to me and I never wanted to see her crying be