"Do you love her?" she asked looking deeply into his eyes.
George sighed. "Yeah, sort of..."
"Was it pity or love?" Elza asked again.
He breathed deeply. "I honestly, dunno anymore!" he massaged his face with his hands, feeling confused more than ever, torn between two women that he had both genuine feelings with. Just looking at Elza and being close to her bring back all their sweet memories together. It made him restless and tortured deep inside.
