I Can't Say Novels & Stories

Amelia: What? Lucy: Gone. Amelia: You're impossible. Lucy: He's absolutely smitten. Amelia: Don't say that. Lucy: Why? Amelia: Because what if he isn't? Lucy: Then I'm deleting my dating qualification. Amelia: Since when did you have one? Lucy: Since this conversation. Amelia: Very official. Lucy: Framed certificate and everything. Amelia: Thank you. Lucy: For? Amelia: Making me smile.

But… “I-I’m sorry, but I can’t.”

It made me sick. I pushed him away. He frowned and signed, "Honey, you're acting strange. Nothing worries me more than seeing you upset. Your happiness is my happiness. Oh, how could I ever live without my wife?" For the first time, I didn't respond to his affectionate words. Perhaps sensing something amiss, he signed again, "I love you, dear." Then, he hugged me tightly once more. After a long moment, he finally let go and said he had work to do.

I wanted to speak but the words couldn't leave my mouth. How do I say that I had decided to give up?

I can do this. I have to.

"But I can feel that it's you, you can't fool my ability." "But I can feel that it's you, you can't fool my ability."

Can I cry right now? I give up. Tired… I turned my body towards him. Looking down. "Sorry sir, I can not do the problem." "Can't? Try to read it again, and understand the contents of the problem! It's easy!" I shook my head. "Sorry sir, I can't. I've read, I can not do it at all! I don't understand." I answered again with my head down, and in a voice as polite as possible.

"... I can do it all." *

“I can’t love it. I can’t pretend anymore.” “I don't want it”

"You can't take back what you said. Do you understand?" "Hmm," I said as I nodded. "I love you, stupid negie," he whispered as he rubbed his finger over the bridge of my nose.