Angela closed her eyes firmly and tried to suppress the embarrassment which swelled inside her. Derek knew that she fell for him and that she called him her prince charming. Can this get any worse? Probably not. Well, at least she can say what's weighing on her heart and maybe she can breathe easier after two weeks of stifling suffocation. She needed to get over him before she loses her mind. Maybe, just maybe, telling him everything will help the process of pushing him out of her heart and closing the door firmly so that no one can ever come in because she can't deal with this emotional torture of craving for someone who sees her as fleeting pleasure.
"That day, at the hospital, when I saw you and we spoke, and you made me laugh… I got carried away and I thought that you are my prince charming. But my prince charming would not treat me as a hookup."
