C11 I won't accept your apology

“Of course you can ask anything you want.” He nods. “Always.”

“Why?” I ask the question I’ve wanted to ask since last night. “Why do you want me?”

He looks at me, smiling.

“You’re perfect.” He repeats his earlier words. “Just for me. And I knew it from the start.”

“Really?” I whisper, still not believing him.

“Yes.” He nods firmly as he looks at me again. “Really