We were having dinner in silence. I took a deep breath and called Desmond,

"Desmond..." He immediately shot up his head and asked with a smile,

"What is it, Ester?" He tried to be as sweet as possible. He can't win my heart now. It's too late. I felt afraid, thinking about how he'll react after hearing what I am about to say. I am afraid he might do something unexpected to me. I muster some courage and gulped. I opened my mouth to speak but, dread is stuck in my throat.

" What is it, Ester? " He asked, still with that same smile and sweetness. I swallow hard...