Giselle's POV :
"He's totally whipped." I heard someone say.
"Come on. Let's get you washed up. I spoiled your dress."
He flung me across his shoulder and carried me upstairs.
I hit his back. "I can walk you know."
"It's been too long sweetheart."
He dropped me in the bathroom and I closed the door and took a shower.
When I finished, I wrapped a towel and came out of the bathroom.
As soon as I reached the bed, I was tackled.
"What are you doing? Get off me!"
His face was centimeters from mine.
"No. Hear me out. I honestly love you. I told you why I left you. It's okay if you don't want to give me a chance because I don't deserve it. But, I'm selfish Giselle. I can't bear the thought of you with someone else, nor can I imagine you with anyone else.