"Ella... don't ask," Collins Aiden's face showed a clear resistance, and in his eyes looking at Ella Jackson, there was an undeniable sadness.
It was like a hidden pain in the heart, suddenly brought up.
He even covered Ella Jackson's eyes with his hand, not wanting her to see what he looked like right now.
"Even if we want to be together for the rest of our lives, would you keep hiding it from me?" Ella felt the tremble under his fingertips and asked, somewhat disappointed.
She didn't want to pry into his privacy, but she had an indescribable intuition that his illness was not incurable, but rather, he had not opened up to face his own emotional blockage.
..." Collins's body shook at her mention of "the rest of our lives," and a light indescribable in words burst from the depths of his eyes, dazzling and bright.
Collins pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly, kissing the top of her head.
