He
x looks x
sad,
[[slightly bruised]]
but not
quite broken.
He
sighs and says, "I just wanna see you be
happy. You
have
no idea how
much I like
seeing you smile."
His eyes are fixed on hers, as she begins to tear.
" I
l o v
e y o u
,"
she says, " I
r e a l l y
d o, even if sometimes
I'm absolutely terrible to you. I'm
sorry." The
xx corners of his mouth turn slightly
upward:
There's nothing to
apologize for. I could never
be mad at you, anyway. Frustrated maybe, but
(( n e v e r
a n g r y
))
I l o v e
y o
u
