Confession (2)

Afer thinking about it, Kim realized something, no one else could make her feel the same way, she picked her bag and rushed out after telling Isabella that she needed to do something.

She hurried home excitedly. She could not wait to break the truth to him. She was finally ready to accept him. It was not about the kiss neither was it about always being together.

When she arrived home, he was sitting in the living room watching TV. She had thought she would surprise him by cooking something nice before he came home from work but he was already at home.

Carl glanced at her when she entered then turned his attention to the TV.

She sat next to him on the couch and she noticed his demeanor was not right. He was not as welcoming as he always was.

Her conversation starter was a bit ordinary, "You're back?"

He nodded not bothering to look at her.

"Is there something wrong?" Her innocent eyes beckoned for him to talk.