Fuck, her beautiful green ombrè and a slight shade of blue eyes. They always affected me. "I really don't want to lose you" she starts. She reaches to grab my hand that is free into hers, while my other still had the cigar. Surprisingly fitting perfectly into each others. "I love being around you, y-you make me actually the happiest girl in the world. Please stop putting yourself through this. I-i..." she stares off somewhere else, breaking our eye contact. Does she mean every word shes saying?