“I do, but you love him… and to win your heart he must have done something right, I respect him for that.”
“Pax…” I breathed out, but didn’t know what to say to the beautiful hearted man in front of me so I only hugged him with everything I had.
“I love you, Angel,” he whispered, making my heart float on the clouds like every time he said that.
“I love him, Channing. But I love you, too. I know it is sick, but I can’t change that; I am broken. But if you can accept this I love you with every shattered pieces of my heart,” I rasped, hoping he would accept a love as sick as mine.
“Marry me,” he said.
He was never giving up, never getting bored of proposing me.
I smiled like I always did whenever he proposed, but this time was different; this time I had an answer:
“Okay.”
THE END