...Every word that just came out his mouth felt like a direct stab to my heart.
I didn't come here planning on telling him anything but right now, I feel like I owe him. I owe him at least that much after everything that I put him put through. I had- needed- to tell him everything.
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(Tine's POV)
"Wat"
He looked up, glistening eyes filled with vulnerability.
"Do you remember?" I asked, taking a breath. It's about time; I reminded myself.
He made short confused sound.
"Do you remember that night?
He was still looking up at me as his brows furrowed a little with confusion, passing a questioning gaze with his eyes asking me continue.
"That night when you came home from your music tour on our.." I trailed off as I savoured the memories that came flooding to my mind of that night "..anniversary" I felt a strange sting in my heart saying it.
He made a short hum as he closed his eyes. I couldn't quite tell what was going on in his mind.
"Well" I paused. I never thought I'd get a chance to say these words out loud "that was the night that I decided to propose to you. That was night I knew I wanted to marry you, spend the rest of my life with you" my breath hitched as I spoke.
"What?" His eyes immediately shot up "is this a joke?" He asked. It wasn't in a mocking tone, I rather wish it was but it wasn't, he said it in all seriousness.
He looked hurt - miserable - broken.
I didn't know how to fix this because I absolutely didn't come here thinking I was going to fix anything in the first place.
But right now I know I will, I don't exactly know how to but I will - I have to - I need to. I need to give Wat the closure that he deserves.
"What? No, Wat. Why would I joke right now? I know better than that"
"Do you though?"
Well I had that one coming.
"Wat" I called out softly "look at me"
He didn't. He isn't looking at me. Maybe he thinks I'm playing with him. Maybe he thinks I'm here to hurt him again. But I am not.
how do I tell him that I'm not here to wreck his life again.
"Please"
I gently took his hand in mine and he flinched at the contact. Oh how it feels to feel like the most trashy person on the planet.
"Wat, I promise I'm not here to hurt you again" I softly squeezed his hand in mine and closed my eyes shut to stop the tears that were threatening to spill any moment now.
"Then why'd you.. breakup i-if you wanted to propose.." he trailed off.
I took a deep breath and sat down on the couch beside me and signalled him to do the same before I started to speak.
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