I was walking home like a living corpse, what have I done, I shouldn't have brought it up, now I might lose my best friend, worse am still only a sister to my devil.
"Why do you always make me worry" I heard him say, he look all sweaty
"How do you mean?" I asked
"I was almost home when I notice you weren't behind me, I have to rush back" he said breathing heavily
"Am sorry" how can I stop loving you when he keeps doing things that warm my heart, I wish I can kiss him and tell him how much I love him, but I can't.
"Come on let's go home" he smiled at me, and we both walked home, yet again he made me forget all my worries.
The whole holiday, Martha kept begging, but he made it clear he has no feelings for her. That he can only be her friend, she accepted. When he noticed that Marth
