"R-Rym?" Movu was stunned. Her tears kept on falling from her eyes and he was unable to coax her. This was the first time she shed tears since they met. Nonetheless, her expression was gleaming with frigidity. "Rym, don't cry, baby, don't cry, don't cry please..." He crouched over to her and wiped away her tears with his palms.
Sometimes, he wished to see her cry, wailing and devastated because of him. But looking at her, seeing her blue cold eyes producing those bitter drops, it's like he was being stabbed by knives right through his chest.
"You're going home, you're going to meet your family again. Your brothers and your parents were all there in Manila, why aren't you happy?" He said to her with a problematic expression as his hands were still busy drying her cheeks.
