Damian removed his hand from her neck and brought it to her cheek, gently stroking her skin with his thumb. Celine closed her eyes momentarily, enjoying the contact with his hand.

"You're so beautiful." Damian whispered, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

Celine opened her eyes, placing her hand upon Damian's cheek. Her expression was soft, yet sad, as she looked at him.

"Thank you." She replied.

There was another small pause, in which the both of them gazed into each other's eyes for a few seconds, before Celine moved forward, resting her forehead against his own.

"I'm sorry." She whispered once again.

"For what?" He asked softly.

"I...