"Can you blame me for being so attached to her? Isn't that how it's supposed to be when you're in love? You overstep your bounds. You keep going even though you know you're trespassing and that person doesn't love you back. I'm quite sure that's not called'messing.' Perhaps 'Caring' or 'Concern.' Do you have any reservations? He's got to be joking, right?" But that's all there is to it.
My worry had an unfavorable outcome. I made a blunder. I made a blunder by handing that image to that jerk. It would not have spread across the entire school if I hadn't done so. I assumed he had no idea how much Isabel had given up for him. So I figured he'd take it to heart and it'd be beneficial to them. I assume it was just what I was thinking. So, well, what you stated was correct. I don't have the ri
