Memang Aku Akui Novels & Stories

And I know. I just know.

I tell him. This is not a small thing to say. I am aware of that. I have not said it before, not even to myself, not even in the approximate version of it that sounds like I am managing or I am getting through it. This is different. This is: I think I might be okay. Present tense. Not performance. The succulent appears to consider this. It appears to believe me.

Yes, I just admitted it. ***

I don’t know what to say or how to react, but I do know one thing. I think I’ve fucked up.

I have grown so fond of her and I don't think I could take it if she turned her back on me. Fresh tears welled up in my eyes and I opened my mouth to speak. However, words eluded me. It felt like I have lost my ability to speak for a moment and I just wanted nothing more but to crawl into a dark fitting hole and never see the light of day again. “G—Gina.” My voice came out as a stuttering mess. “I know I did something very bad. I accept my faults and I admit that I'm still in my learning process. But I'm begging you not to stay mad at me, please. I can't take it if you are this furious with me. I need you not to judge me.” The tears streamed down my cheeks.

"I know this is a little late, but I still need to say it. "El, I accept your confession."

I admit. XXX

He stated giving highlight to the word, OUR. I was stunned, but I manage to let my chin up. Of course, I know it but I just cannot acccept it.