“What is it?” Kristal asked with raised brow as she looked away from his eyes. Martins closed the gap between them as he placed his hand on Kristal’s small round face.

A lump formed in her throat as her eyes darted back and forth between Martin’s face and the ground.

“what...what are doing?” she stuttered.

Martins closed his eyes and said “I promised you a speech...if you are willing to hear me out...I’d say it.” He leaned his head against Kristal’s forehead.

“s...stop..stop...it" Kristal stuttered as she stepped away from him.

“...I have to leave.” She said and turned to leave.

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do...” Martins...