behind her hands. Why is she upset? Who hurt her? I’ll kill him… Struck with the sudden need to comfort and hold her, I walk over to her, not giving a shit about my pride anymore. I say let her make a fool of me and manipulate me, deep down knowing she never would. I’ve said it before - fuck the consequences, but this time I mean it. To hell with these bullshit games and my stubbornness be damned for eternity. I love this woman. She is mine and I am hers.