Annabella...
Ćesar was different after our date night, a good different, but I'd have to admit, I missed his cockiness in a way. His late night pop ups he stopped complete, even his kisses. It was like he wanted me to cave into him, to go running into his arms. But he's still doesn't know me. I wasn't the one asking for a chance, he was!
I knew he had trouble lowering himself to my level, he was too proud to beg, too proud to seem weak. Pride gets in the way of many things in life; you have to know to how to set it aside, if you want things to work out.
Pride was something he held onto so dearly; there was nothing wrong with being sure of yourself, but to let pride get in the way of what you truly want, was a foolish act. I don't think he understood the meaning of wanting and needing a
