Paul
The kiss I shared with her was magical, but the news that followed was enough to break me in half. I didn’t expect her to say that right to my face.
“No, dear, we aren’t meant to be,” her words reached my ears and shattered me.
“But I love you. Are you interested in someone else? Tell me if you are. I don’t see why you can’t be with a guy like me. I don’t understand what’s going on. Please give me a chance, please…” I pleaded, but she turned her face away.
I knew she was hurt. I could feel it. But why wasn’t she telling me the reason for her behavior?
“Why are you rejecting me? What did I do wrong?” I asked again and again, but she wouldn’t give me an answer. It seemed like she was trying to forget something.
Desperation clawed at me as I watched her struggle with her emotions.
