"What if you hate me too after hearing my story?" I ask dreading the unknown, I don't know where I will go from here if I'm asked to live

"I'm a mother-child, I can't do that," She said, touching my cheeks, looking at me with assurance.

"Okay this is what happened"

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No doubt that I love this man alot, I know he can never be mine, but then, can I stop my heart from beating for him? Can I stop this emotions, that keeps consuming me? This crave and the yearns, can I ever stop any of it? I wonder what I have done, for this...