C108 Feeling Of Pity And Not Love (II)

I ran my hand through his soft, blond hair, caressing him softly. “Neil…please get up...”

“I love you, Leila. I’m sorry you had to leave to feel better…I won’t let this happen ever again, I promise.” He looked back up at me, with an expression on his face so touching that my soul cried, filling me up with that strong feeling of adoration I felt for him