I looked straight into his eyes, then I laughed.
I laughed as if I am crazy..and he just watched me laughing. When I am finally done laughing, I cleared my throat and smiled at him.
“You love me?!” I sarcastically asked and pulled my hand from him.
“How can you even say that?!” I glared at him and my smile vanished. “Why do you keep on telling me that you love me when we both know that you don’t!” I half-shouted at him, losing my cool..I stood up and was about to walk away but he was able to grab my arm to make me stop. He stood up, his face is dark, his jaw clenched.
But still, I bravely look into his eyes! I don't care if he has this dark aura around him.
“And why do you keep on insisting that I don’t love you?!” he hissed.
I shook my head and tried to free my arm from him, but he
