AFTER WE talked earlier we decided to go home. And since a while ago I haven't heard anything from him and I don't speak anymore. I kept staring out the window.

I didn’t want to talk to him because I knew nothing would happen. He already decided and that can’t be changed. I sighed thinking that this will be our end. I don’t want to stop this and I am still hoping that we can have another chance. Even back to being just a bedwarmer and still, without a label, it's okay with me as long as he's by my side.

"Where will I take you?" later he asked. "To...