This is it. I'm gonna confess my love for him. I don't care what will come next. It's too much for me to hold back anymore, my feelings for him. It's all I can do to resist. I'll die if he rejects me because if I leave now, my heart will never heal. Even though I know I shouldn't, I'll try and stay until I do....if he doesn't reject me. If he doesn't want me....I'll accept that. I will lose my job and a hence to find my brother.....but in a those years they found nothing....maybe he can help me to find my brother.....but now....I'm tired...I will tell him how I feel in the morning ...for now I have to go to bed....sleep..it'll be easier tomorrow. Yeah, that's right. Tomorrow I'll tell him....tomorrow I'll tell him. I'll talk to him in the morning. So I went to bed with the thoughts. When I woke up the next morning, I got ready dressed nicely and went to the kitchen and made us some breakfast. Now I'm waiting nervously for him to wake up and come downstairs . And soon enough, he appears wearing his usual black jeans and shirt. His hair is combed neatly back. I look up to greet him, but he ignores me completely. He grabs me and kisses my forehead. It was the first time anyone had ever done that. 'it's now or never,' I thought to myself. I took a deep breath "....I work well worked for FBI.....I was supposed to bring you to them but I fell in love with you...my life revolved around you...and I can't stop thinking about you...I want to spend forever with you..." I looked down and continued,"...I don't know how long I can hold it in...." I looked down too scared to look up...I felt his finger go under my chin, making me look at him.