Every time she would find himself smiling at her, every time he smiled at her, she would feel sad. She couldn't help but feel guilty whenever she saw that he was happy, and everytime she saw him happy, she felt as if her world was turning upside down. She couldn't help but notice that she began to hate herself more and more each second that she was with him. She hated herself for being able to forget about the pain she had suffered during those three months without him. She hated herself for allowing him to become her first priority. It hurt. It hurt so much. It hurt to think that she had been willing to break up with him for some other guy who clearly did not love her back. It hurt to think that she had fallen for him. It hurt so much. She hated that she was so blind, so stupid. She had wanted to see what was right in front of her, but instead, she had gotten hurt. Now she knew that he had done it because he cared about her, because she meant so much to him, but deep down, she wa
"Why would I stay?""Because I want you to." He responded simply."No. I'll go if you insist on it. I'll go. But only for a few hours. I can't stay long enough to make you happy. I can't be happy." She stated, wiping away a tear."Then why did you come?""Because I thought that you were going to die and that I needed to make sure you survived.""And you came alone?""Of course." She scoffed."Did you know that there are millions of women in the world who wouldn't come here? Thousands of women who would rather spend their days in England.""I didn't need to be told." She said coldly, trying to avoid the question."You didn't need to be told?""If that's how it must have seemed like to you, then you must have known it was dangerous. You must have realised that you were putting yourself at risk by coming here.""What danger?" He asked angrily."The risk of getting caught." She whispered. "Don't you realise what happens when they see you with me? Don't you realise that they will take adva
"Why? Is it because I told you that I love you? Is it because I kissed you? Is it because I made you cry? Or is it because you're pregnant? Is that why you've been distant for the past three weeks? Because your body has started reacting to my presence? Because you're scared? Because you're ashamed?""It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you don't love me.""Maybe I don't. Maybe I love somebody else. But if you knew me as well as you say you do, then you know that the only reason why I haven't asked anybody else to marry me yet is because I'm waiting for you to tell me that you love me back.""I do. I really do. But I'm scared. I know that you don't feel the same way. I know that I'll never be good enough for you, not in the slightest bit. I know that I'm worthless and that I will never be able to satisfy you. I know that I'm nothing like my parents." She said quietly, unable to contain her emotions any longer."I'm not asking for perfection. What I'm asking for is you. I'm aski
"I shouldn't have said that I love you.""Yes, you should have. That is exactly why I said it. Because if you hadn't said it then, I probably wouldn't have. At least now I'm prepared for it.""For what?""For your rejection. For you to leave me alone. For you to stop pretending that you care about me. If I don't hear it from your lips, I will eventually lose faith. I might even give up on our relationship altogether.""Never. I won't do that. We can work things out, we can fix this. There must be another solution. I don't know what you did to my father but I swear to God, I will find a way to get him out of jail. I promise."She shook her head sadly. "No, not if you love me. I don't deserve that kind of love.""Of course you do! Why else would you agree to go on a date with me?""Because I was stupid. I couldn't resist you. That's why.""That's not true! You could have said no, you know?""Well, I couldn't have. Every fibre of my being screamed for you to stay. It's not my fault if I
"You weird, I would never have left you if you hadn't kissed me. Besides, you didn't do anything wrong. I didn't either. I don't care how much it hurt you because you still love me. I love you too."He exhaled deeply and smiled at her lovingly. "You know, I don't understand it. I don't understand how two people can fall in love with each other without even knowing each other or even being able to communicate with each other. I mean, look at us.""I'm a complete stranger to you. We barely know each other. I haven't talked to you for almost ten years. Yet somehow, you managed to convince me to go on a date with you. And now here we are, lying in bed, making love. It's unbelievable.""Do you really want me to explain?""Not really. I don't want to know that much. All I need is to know that you want me to spend time with you. That's all I need right now."She hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not to tell him something he already knew. Then she decided that she didn't care anym
"We should probably get ready, shouldn't we? You look beautiful and amazing, like always." He murmured shyly, staring lovingly down at her."Oh, thank you, Sergio, You look very handsome yourself. I'm sure you will definitely win over some of our guests tonight." She giggled.He smirked, nodding his head proudly. "Yeah, I'm pretty lucky today. I actually managed to convince them that you're a real beauty. That you are worthy of being treated like royalty."She laughed. "Well, you certainly convinced everyone. Especially me." She said wistfully, sighing. "Hey, don't sound so sad. You look stunning. You are gorgeous. Don't you agree?" He asked playfully, cupping her cheek in his hand and kissing her lightly on the forehead."I know." She nodded.He pulled back, smiling warmly at her."Come on, let's eat before we go." He suggested, pulling her towards the door.They walked hand in hand downstairs, their fingers interlacing as they reached the door. "Good night, honey. Take care of your
Sergio waited until her breathing had calmed down slightly before entering her room, tiptoeing softly into the room, checking first to make sure that she was sleeping peacefully before turning the light switch off and leaving the room to go back to his own bed. She had changed into her pyjamas earlier and had fallen asleep almost immediately after undressing. He lay in bed for a little longer, watching her sleeping form. She looked so peaceful, so serene. He wondered how he could ever have considered giving her up. He had never felt anything like this in all his years of being alive. He knew that she wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, so he decided to turn around and lie on his back, resting his hand under his chin and gazing at her, admiring her features. As he gazed at her, his mind drifted back to that night on the hill. When he finally fell asleep, he dreamt of her. Dreams where he was the one lying next to her instead of her. Dreaming of her soft, sweet kisses and her del
"What happened afterwards? Did something happen? Was there a problem?" He questioned worriedly, caressing her cheeks."No. Nothing like that. No." She shook her head slightly. "Everything went smoothly."He exhaled in relief.She glanced up at him, a slight hint of sadness in her eyes. "But..." She said hesitantly."We were interrupted....by someone.""By somebody?" He frowned in confusion, furrowing his brows."Yes and he..." She paused, trying to figure out how to word it."...he kissed me." She ended up blurting out. She was nervous about saying these things out loud, but she had to talk about it sooner or later. He had to know sooner or later anyway.Sergio's eyes widened at her revelation and he pulled away slightly. "He kissed you?"She nodded slowly.His eyes grew even wider at that response and he stared at her, trying to understand what the heck she meant by this."How do you mean 'kissed'?" He asked curiously."Umm...he held me....and kissed my...my cheek." She trailed off