42- In my heart, In my bed

Thank God that he held her hand otherwise she might have tripped on those stairs. She was now getting more conscious due to the quietness around them, the eyes that were looking at her, and the cameramen setting their lenses on them.

“So you are here just to tell me that I am a jerk?” His lips seemed desperate to smile but he was holding back using all his might.

“No. I am here to tell you that