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"Do you remember the first time we met?" his tone of voice remains weak, but this time, his eyes shine with a few droplets of tears.

"Yes. I remember"

We were in the same Accounting class at the Business School. He looked at me with admiration, as if I were the most beautiful woman in the world. Trevor tried to get closer, but I was on alert, defensive. I tried to escape his advances for a year, but he didn't give up. With a lot of effort on his part, we started to leave. I don't know exactly at what point we started to have something serious, but I also tried to get away from it.

"You barely looked at me, but that was all I could see" this sentence, as simple as it may seem, hurts me. I meant a lot to him, more than I deserved.

"And then he denied all my requests to go out with me. I was upset, but he was too enchanted to realize that he didn't want me"

"I was scared" I confess.

I caress his face with my fingertips. Maybe I can still be a good girlfriend after all.

"You were and cont