His red eyes searched for the answer staring at her face while she was quivering at his gentle touches.The man was looking intensely at her perplexed face as if he could see through her mind.
Esme stared back at him, shivering a little deep inside and felt quite pressured hearing his demanding question.
Her death silence was making him angry and helpless at the same time. He still didn't leave the ounce of hop and stared at her face hoping to hear an affirmative answer.
At least, he will console his broken soul telling that someone loves him in this world.
When Esme didn't find a way to escape from his hard glare, she lifted up her eyes slightly only to find a pair of emotion filled eyes.
Even though he didn't speak up anything, Esme felt a loneliness, deep pain inside his eyes.
In her terror, she asked herself one time,
Can she really love him?
