Emma
I felt embarrassed when I saw a lone tear escaping his eyes. I was nervous and at a loss as to what to do to see such a bulky man crying in front of me. I was wondering if I did something wrong while flailing my hands around to see if he was okay or if I did something wrong until he grabbed my hand.
"And what if you don't desire to love anymore? How do you muster up the courage to do so again when you have been hurt once?" He uttered with desperation in his voice as he looked down at me from his bed while I was plopped down on the floor with him holding my hand.
I felt my stomach clench and unclench after seeing his sad expression and teary eyes which were keen on holding back their tears, not letting them fall, as my hand found his cheek by himself as I cupped his cheek and said
