"I need you to trust me, Gabriela. I won't hurt you," he said in a soft tone.
She tried to believe what he said, the sincerity in his tone weighing down on her. He said it like he meant it, he did apologise the other night.
No, she can't forgive him just yet. What he did was unthinkable, and highly demeaning to her. But he apologised?
It felt like there were two of her battling it out, the debate of whether she should believe what he said or not, she could not ignore how tingly her fingers felt when his brushed past.
His ego is becoming loosened these days, she really chastised him.
She decided to trust him, just for her necklace she hardly wore accessories and trying to put one also seem futile, she gave a little nod and felt him inch closer her heart beating hard against the surfac
