RICHARD'S POV
'Do you even love me?'
Her voice sounded so sad. Those beautiful eyes of hers were filled with pain, and it was all my fault.
'I do love you. That's why I can't imagine the thought of hurting you.'
"Don't you know that it is wrong to leave yourself girlfriend all by herself?" A voice said.
I turned around to see Annabelle. She looked better than in the morning. There were no tears. Instead, a smile was formed on her lips.
"It's not like that, Annabelle. After what happened in the morning, I was scared that you won't want to talk to me."
"Come sit." she said gesturing to the couch beside the bed.
I nodded and walked to sit beside her. "I'm sorry for this morning." She stopped me from talking.