She loves him a whole lot. She loves him to the point that she hates herself for it. The fact that she loves Charlie so dearly is something she will never be able to deny anymore.
"Didn't you say all men? The truth is that my name is Charlie and not all men and this is precisely the reason you should trust what I say...,"
"Men were born to be sweet talkers so your words are not still convincing enough...," Charlie pulled her onto himself, not letting her finish her words. He circled her slender waist with his firm hands and lifted his head slightly so he was staring into her eyes.
"If you think men's words can't be easily trusted then what do you want me to do to make you believe that I mean every single word I say to you," Charlie asked as he continued staring into her eyes alluringly.
How he wished that she would say yes to him.
