Thin lips pressed against her cheek, his hand wiping her tears, "Seeing you cry and suffer like this, how could I not feel pain!?"
He held her hand and placed it against his own right chest. Emma Benson's body shivered, her palm feeling the strong and powerful heartbeat of the man.
"I'm sorry..." She kept her head down, biting her lip, forcibly holding back her tears, speaking with a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be like this. It only makes you feel worse, but I can't control my heart or my thoughts, I can't stop myself from thinking..."
She slowly raised her head, her face still marked with tears. Emma Benson gripped his shoulder tightly with her left hand, her lips drained of color, "Walter, I will adjust myself. Please give me time, but you must also know, no matter what happens, I will never give up on you or our relationship! So, you should go back now..."
With that, she released her grip and pushed his shoulder, trying to turn away.
