DANIEL'S THOUGHTS II

Still remembering:

For a minute or two, he had been speechless, seeing that his plan had fallen by the wayside. It was then that another strategy had filtered into his mind. A truth this time around, but one with an ulterior motive.

"I'm sorry, Emma. I had just wanted to be your friend, to be close to you, but I had seen no other way to do that other than by approaching you as a dummy. I had thought that if I had asked to be your friend directly, you would have turned me down. I'm sorry. I hope you find in your heart to forgive me." He had recited, holding in the smile that had been trying to metamorphose on his lips, when he had seen her blush, then cough, sinking her fingers into that redness of hair that for some reason then, he had longed to smoothen with his fingers.

He had rendered her speechless for some minutes, and when she had finally talked, it had been like a croaking.

"That's…okay…" She had stuttered, before keeping his book back on the table.

Later , he had found out tha