"Anna, don't say that. I am sure whatever her situation might have been, you tried your best. You are the kindest woman I know, and you would go to great lengths for the ones you care about. That is why I fell in love with you."
Anna's eyes flickered with a tumult of emotions, her hands trembling as she struggled to grasp Arthur's words.
Why does he have to keep making her feel like this?
Her gaze lifted to meet his, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, "I am not as good as you think I am. I... I..." Her voice faltered, torn between the urge to confess and the instinct to keep her secrets hidden.
Arthur shook his head firmly, his expression resolute, "This won't do. Let me take you somewhere," he said. Before Anna could react, he swept her into his arms with a surprising ease. Her eyes widened in shock as she instinctively clung to him, "Arthur, what are you—"
