C83 His side of the story

I watched my feet take steps after her small strides in the sand. She was in front of me, and I'm silently chasing after her. In the midst of the velvet night and under the shadows of the moon light, I can't help but to purse a little smile.

She confessed, she fvcking confessed that she still loves me!

"Jesus ..."

I uttered under my breath when I saw her tripped for the nth time