Fahami's POV:
' Don't give up on me yet. What can I do, Noona? I am hopelessly, helplessly and recklessly in love with you.'
Wasn't I too? I was reckless, too. The feelings I had for him in my heart was too deep, too consuming, too maddening.
He loosened my one hand and slowly rested it above his heart. Suddenly, it reminded me of our first kiss. That day, he did this same thing, but probably he didn't remember since he was drank.
"Feel that. It only beats for you. Feel it, Noona. This thing was protected with heavy shells. It was impossible to break it free, but you did it. You broke the shells one by one and slowly made your way into this. Only you live inside my heart. Only for you, this cold heart beats." His eyes held thousands of emotions in them. I was overwhelmed looking into his eyes, feeling that hectic rhythm of his heart under my palm.
He smiled at me, "I love you. I love only you. Always have, always will."