Please, if it was only a dream, wake me up. Wake me up from this beautiful nightmare!
My body couldn't find the exact thing to do. At this moment, I only knew that he was sincere and truly grateful for everything.
But why would I had to feel this way? I tried to warn my heart, yet it didn't change a thing.
What should I do?
What should I do?
Questioning myself was the easiest way to deal with it. I waited for him to distract ourselves and change the topic but he seriously looked at my face.
I was certain that my cheeks had turned scarlet. Perhaps it was red like a tomato.
Oh, goodness! W-why... Why I couldn't speak? And it felt like my tongue was tangled all of a sudden.
"I'm truly thankful for everything," he said and tucked away a few strands of my hair. He then stooped to me as he smiled over his shoulders, "I don't know what to do if you let Brooke becomes part of your life."
