And at that moment,
the world stopped.
I—
a man who had never cried for any woman—
stood now in front of the one woman
I had avoided looking at for months
because I was afraid of my own feelings.
WHAT REALLY HELD MY HEART CAPTIVE
I approached.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Me:
“Lina… If I knew…
You are the first person who has shown me kindness without asking for anything in return.”
She looked at me—
And there I saw the secret he had hidden for two years:
Love.
Be careful.
A heart afraid of being hurt.
Me:
“I never meant to hurt her.
But you woke me up.
You gave back the beat
to a heart that had been dead for a long time.”
She took a deep breath.
Tears fell.
Lina:
“Sir… Please don’t say those things
if you don’t really mean them.”
Me:
“Yes, I feel them.
And from today…
I don’t want you to call me ‘Lord’ anymore.”
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