He finally spoke, " Aeinshia, it's.... "
Aeinshia eyes him curiously, with face filled with enthusiasm to know what was about to come out of his mouth. Part of her is anticipating and expecting what is it he wanted to say. Part of her knew he was about to finally say the words which she wanted to hear from a very very long time, while part of her didn't want to have high hopes.
'Is he going to say those words? The words I'm expecting for him to say? Am I ready for this? Is he ready for this? Or he is saying it out of pressure or something like that? If he tells, would I be able to say those words back? If I didn't tell, would he leave me? Will he not love me anymore if I don't say back? Will he-'
Aeinshia stopped her thoughts before she could any further. Her insecurities and doubt's were taking over and right now, there is no need for that to happen. She was expecting something nice. She internally sighed.
