"Angeal… you're too much."
Angeal felt like a cold bucket of water fell on her. She had her eyes wide open, her jaw almost dropping.
Even though her body felt cold, she felt her face heat up, annoyed and at the same time, embarrassed with what Arlo just told her.
"I'm…"
Angeal scoffed a little, letting out a small laugh at the same time as she couldn't believe what she just heard from her boyfriend.
"Too much?"
"Yes, Angeal," Arlo answered, nodding his head a few times at the same time. "You're too much," he added, Angeal feeling a small ache in her chest, now averting her gaze away from him once more.
"I-I see," she mumbled, not knowing what to say.
Heck, Angeal didn't even expect that Arlo would say that she is too much!
Knowing herself that she is sensitive, tears started pooling in her eyes. She felt a painful lump on her throat as she tried to keep her tears at bay.
