"I won't propose you with those three letters," he spoke in his raspy voice. I could sense my heart thomping its way out. I breathed slowly, trying hard to control my hysterical heart, scared it might burst out and show him the effect he was having on it, scared it might give away my false pretend. "Not yet."He smiled. "I won't say that I love you. Simply because it isn't the truth.... But I can feel that I eventually will, madly and dangerously deep. I hope the Gods will help me then!" *** It had been a year since the dreadful night which left Dwani all alone in that king size bed they bought together, while whispering and chuckling at the fantasies they wove around it. When she thought she was finally over it all and had to move on with her life, he returns.... For her.