#Chapter52
She doesn't mind going through everything all over again, she doesn't mind his mother pushing her down the stairs or from a fifty storey building, she doesn't mind standing in the rain and shivering with cold, she doesn't mind bleeding to death, as long as he still loves her, then it was worth everything. As long as he would still look at her and call her Flower or my pet, everything would be worth it; every pain would worth having his love.
Tears slipped from the corner of her eyes as she watched him, loving the beautiful picturesque of him, a smile graced her lips and she was contented, just watching him like that. She knew she loves him, but she never knew the level of her love for him until the night she thought she was going to die without seeing him. It came to a point she started praying to heaven to please prolong her life a few hours more just so she could see him and tell him how much she loved him, then she could die peacefully.
