Anessa couldn't bring herself to be with him intimately, so she played on his guilty conscience. With glistening eyes, she looked up at him, "Can you stay with me for a little while?" She lay her head on his chest, listening to hear if his heart was beating as fast as hers was, "I don't want to be alone, right now."
Tristan protectively wrapped his arms around her small frame, "Of course, I'm not going anywhere."
Anessa smiled as she internally cheered for her small victory upon successfully convincing him to stay by her side. However, disappointment entered the array when she found that his heart was beating moderately in comparison to hers.
'He really doesn't love me.'
"Anessa," she heard him start but kept her face buried in his chest as she hummed in response, waiting for him to continue.
"I'm sorry."
