"It's not my fault," said Rissa. "You never told me. At that time, I only saw him briefly from behind, but I didn't really see his face until ... until ..." Rissa's sentence stopped, and her face turned sad.
"Until what?"
"Until I saw you kissing him," said Rissa.
Charlos caught the bitterness in her voice. A tear rolled down Rissa's cheek. Then she wiped her tears with her hand.
"Please, be honest with me. I want to know how you really feel." Charlos approached and stared at Rissa sharply, waiting for an answer.
Rissa looked down. "My feelings don't matter anymore. After all you prefer to love Reva. It's your choice. So, there's no point in you knowing how I feel."
"Don't..." Charlos choked out.
"I have to give up and let you go. I'll let my feelings be like this forever." Rissa nodded while looking down.
"Rissa, please don't." Charlos brought his face closer, but Rissa moved and turned her face away.
