Our lips parted even if it means taking the life out of Neala's lungs. My hands on her waist loosened up completely and I have nothing else to do but to watch her precious tears fall from her eyes down her cheeks. I also tried to avoid her hands from grabbing mine but I wasn't fast enough. Now she's holding it tightly, afraid to let go as if her life depends on it.
“I'm sorry.”
Her lips still tried to smile but her face no longer posses the strength to hide the pain I've caused. “I perfectly get it now, Ana.”
“I want you to dignify yourself and stop acting like this..”
“You don't have to go this far, you know that? I didn't feel anything. Your kiss wasn't even a kiss it's so emotionless you, jerk..”
“I had no choice but to make you understand my feelings through the easiest and most
