I'm not a hopeless romantic, and for the first time in my life, I feel terrified to confess something I've long tried to keep buried, so they won't screw me over, so they won't destroy me, so she'll never be absent from my life.
"Are you planning to tell her?"
"You know, I'm more about showing with my actions rather than words."
Chris pats my cheek twice and steps back. "Make sure your actions are good enough from today on. Then, Vlad—" he opened the car door, "—Make sure to give her the place she deserves and make sure not to disrespect Becky again." His tone doesn't go unnoticed by me.
Christopher gets into his car but doesn't close the door.
"Take it as advice from your best friend."
He closes the car door while lowering the window, looking at me with those green eyes that are jus
