"What's wrong?" He grabbed my hand and placed it in his. I lowered my head and covered my face as if I was in shame. I couldn't look at his face.
He lifted my chin and removed my hair from my face; he placed it behind my ear.
"Tell me, sweetheart." Tears swelled upon his eyes from confusion and I heard his little sniffles. We sat in silence.
After a while, words finally left my mouth.
"I knew this was wrong from the start. I shouldn't have..."
"What do you mean?" He said, acting clueless.
"I knew and yet I did it anyways. I'm sorry."
"I don't understand what you're trying to say, love." He had an idea but denied it.
"I knew... from the start that you're married."
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
hiddenfeelings
Truyện NgắnA book filled with made up scenarios that derives from things I see, things I feel emotionally and mentally. Including poems? Maybe. Very rare though. But, Enjoy.
