Elia

''I—I don't,'' She answers.

My heart stops beating at once as the crowd stares at us in disbelief. It takes me a moment to process back the words she said; not looking at anywhere or anything but at her. The way she stares down at the ground, it shows that she's somehow regretting this but she's determine of her choice.

''I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. I can't keep on pretending or forcing myself to love you when that feeling is no longer here. I don't want to hurt you or cause you any pain—so, I'm sorry.'' She mutters, loud enough for me to hear while I continue...