Sherry

I was fuming with rage. I was crying because there was no chance of Esteban becoming mine. I told him how much my feelings for him have grown over the years. I told him what I had been keeping buried deep within my heart for a very long time in the hopes that he would comprehend what I was saying.

I was aware that he believed what I said, but I was at a loss to explain why I got the impression from his kiss that he felt the same way about me as I did about him.

And why he chose to disregard all of these feelings so...