Estella’s POV

I clasp my hand in front of him, just as if I'm begging. ``Hmm," I sigh.

His palm brushed my hips, all the while staring into my face. "I love you so much, I really want to see you happy." This sends in a glitter of hope, I pause to take in and feel that sensation which was causing my heart to prick.

"I thought that you were going to refuse me?"

"No, I wouldn't." He replied to me.

"Thanks so much, I really appreciate this." I fell on his chest, holding him tight and wouldn't let him go. I didn't realize when my hand started roaming, until...