Conflict Of Hearts
Bryan takes a deep breath, places the gun’s magazine on the table, and sets the gun aside.
—I think you’d better do it, because I don’t have the courage to kill the woman I love.
He kneels, his hands on his head. I approach slowly and hug him.
—I love you, Bryan. Forgive me.
He holds my face, his eyes intense.
—I don’t want to and I can’t lose you, understand? I’ll protect you from everything, even from my father if necessary. I love you.
We kiss, a kiss loaded with emotions, and I feel the weight of all the revelations, but also the hope that together, we can face anything.