Stay [ROBSTEN]

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It was already six o' clock in the evening. Just as Robert had said, it was indeed time for dinner. He was about to grasp Kristen's hand and to lead her to the kitchen to cook together, when she jumped from the sofa, rushing to the door and leaving him confused. "Look at the time! I'd better go. Stella will be worried sick!"

Robert couldn't do anything to stop her. She probably didn't have feelings for him anymore. Alas, she had enjoyed when they were slow dancing although she was nervous.

Or could him and Kristen have the third chance he believed he deserved?

Kristen had wrapped her scarf around her neck. Her coat was in her arms. She was ready to leave the house and if possible - to never come back. She was hoping so. If only she knew how much Rob didn't want her to leave.

"Hey?", he called after her. She turned around to see him standing there. His eyes were full of hope. She didn't know that he was determined to keep her in his life, to not let her slip out of his arms another time.

He tried to smile softly and pronounced the one word that everyone wanted to hear at least once in their life, in the good sense:

"Stay."