"Birdie…" Tony pecked on her cheek. "Look at me…"
Marcella looked up. Her cheeks weren't red like an apple (or so she thought) and her false belief gave her confidence. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gathered the courage to look at his magnetic eyes when her cheeks were burning.
"I love you, Tony," she said.
She didn't know why her eyes teared up. She was pretty emotional. How can someone take her side all the time? How can he ask nothing of her and do everything for her? How can someone love her this much?
How can she repay that love?
Tony held her cheek. His eyes reddened too. She didn't know why. At that moment, she saw the toughest man she knew in a vulnerable state. Why?
She knew the answer deep in her heart.
He is happy.
