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He just didn’t want to look me in the face. He kept staring at me without saying a word, and I remained mute with my worried face. He hugged me so tight, yet he was still quiet.

I harrumphed, loosening up from his grip and grabbing his hands before I interrupted the silence.

"My love, what is the matter with you? You don’t look okay. It has been over 30 minutes since you arrived here, and you haven’t said a word to me. All you do is stare at me and sigh. What could be the problem, my love? You know, we don’t keep stuff away from each other. Talk to me; your silence is killing me already." I took his hands and kissed them.

"My love. Is not about me. You know I can’t be angry at you for a long time. Besides, you have not done anything to me. Please calm your nerves, my love!" He hugged me so tight this time.

"I know he is hiding something from me. Why is he so cold? What is it that he is not telling me?" I thought within myself.

His heartbeat became noisy, and I could feel his trembling