Michael's breathing hitched, they were so close he felt the erratic beating of her heart betraying her nervousness.
Her demeanor, the faint pink hue that spread around her cheeks, and the determined spark in her gem-like eyes made it clear she was sincere.
'Love, huh…' He scoffed inwardly. The emotions that seemed to plague the mind of every person, bringing both reason for existence and endless suffering at the same time.
"Victoria…" He spoke barely above a whisper. With their faces so close to one another, there was no need to express himself loudly.
"For true love to blossom, there needs to be trust between two parties… We have fought together for a considerable amount of time. As a warrior of humanity and a soldier who follows my lead, I will never lie or hurt you in any way. So, I ask you this: how would you react if I confessed that I've forgotten what love truly is? And if there's already someone I care for, and that someone isn't you?"
