MARIA’S POV
My eyes were lost in Connor’s as I struggled to understand the meaning behind what he just said. I had no idea what he meant by what he just said. He just said it hurt him to see me cry.
“I- why would you be hurt seeing me cry?” I whispered, my brows drawn together. I just had to ask. The shock couldn’t be contained even though I preferred to stay still and try to comprehend the unbelievable statement he uttered.
He avoided my gaze for the first time since I knew him. He seemed like he didn’t even expect my question. To make things really weird, it seemed he didn’t even know when he uttered those words.
“I didn’t mean that it hurt me to see you cry, I meant that it seems quite- Uhhh. It rather seems like a, a kind of uhh...”
Connor stuttered, the words fumbled out of his
