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I kept on thinking about it. And the more I thought about it, the more stressed I became.
I got to a point of just twiddling my fingers and biting my lips so hard that they were probably going to start bleeding very soon.
I think he noticed this because suddenly, out of nowhere, he placed his large hand on top of my thigh, trying to comfort me. He looked so good in that moment. We were passing by some streetlights and just right then they shone upon his face. I saw his beautiful eyes gazing deeply into mine as we stopped by the red light and he just gave me a small smile. So small and not assuring at all.
And I knew very well that he was feeling guilty. I knew when guilt was abound in his eyes. I knew when he realized that he was hurting me and he di
