Disappointment

There was a deafening silence in the living room. Gemma blinked severally as she tried to comprehend what she had just heard Miguel say, did he just say that he loves her or was she imagining it? Is he trying to pull her legs? She looked at Miguel and saw that he had a serious look on his face, he wasn't joking.

"Could you at least say something?" Miguel asked after the silence had stretched for way too long. He looked a little nervous and it made Gemma even more confused.

"I don't know what to say," Gemma said with a sigh. "Wait a minute, did you just say that you love me?"

"Yeah," Miguel said releasing a harsh breath and rubbing the back of his neck.

Gemma opened her mouth and then closed it again, it was as if she couldn't get the right words to say.

"I'm sorry but could you at least say that again? Say it again, please." She wanted to be sure she had heard him right the first time.