Andrew: I-I n-never wanted to hurt you. I won’t clarify myself because I know I’m at fault here. I wronged you.
He paused a bit and kissed her palm gently.
Andrew: B-but I’m a selfish bastard. I want your f-forgiveness, I can’t b-breath properly knowing that I’m your sinner.
He wiped his tears and continued in a hoarse voice.
Andrew: I love y-you Chloe. And I don’t know since when.
He gently placed her hand on his heart, a tear slipped down his dark orbs as he continued.
Andrew: This is paining Chloe and its unbearable. It’s as if someone is squeezing it painfully inside me and is tearing it apart bit by bit just by knowing that you will hate me. T-this pain is making me vulnerable.
At this moment he remembered her words she had said the same thing to him with the same gestures when
