"Are you telling me the truth, Cillian?"

Cillian looked at Yitty's hand that was grabbing him. He took it in his and nodded seriously at her. "Yes, I'm telling you the truth. It's straight from my heart. There's nothing else I can say if you don't believe me." After all, Yitty did not believe him before as he had used up all of her trust.

Cillian did not ask for her to believe his words. All he knew was that he wanted to tell Yitty about how he really felt. That way, he would have no regrets.

However, it hurt a lot for him to wish her happiness. It hurt so much that his fingers were trembling from it.

"If what you said was true, why are you leaving?"

He smiled bitterly. "Wouldn't it be awkward between us if I don't leave the room?"

Yitty gave a long sigh. "If you were telling the truth, you shouldn't leave the room."

Cillian was surprised at this. He asked, "Why?"

Could it be...

it clear. Beating about the bush is not my thing. You knew very well how I felt about you, but why did you avoid it time and time again? Haven't

I'd like to take back what I said before. Those words were not what I really felt. How I feel about you is... exactly like what you said about me as well. I'll be unhappy if you are. When you're in a good mood, so

constantly imagining what

for us if we

any

might just be like ordinary couple who would fight and argue, but it would still be sweet. It's much better than me being

sorry for

I lived. I could hardly believe it when I heard you say those words to me.

I like you a

no longer control her tears as they splattered onto the

stammer, "Me too... I like you

in love. Love was their

and refused to let him go. Cillian did not want to let her

kiss on the couch, they started kissing gently which eventually turned passionate. The

in the room

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