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Yanna's POV

"I'm sorry," I began. "I can't marry you,"

He turned to me because of what I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because I love someone," I answered.

"You love someone?" I nodded in response.

He did not pull himself out and looked me straight in the eye. "You love someone else but why did you agree to arrange marriage?"

I took a deep breath before looking at him. "Winston, It's not my decision. It's my parents decision, I can't marry you because I don't love-" I didn't finish what I was about to say when he suddenly punched the wall.

"Damn. Yanna, I hope you said earlier that you love someone else. Why? For me to stop myself from loving you, Yanna is the one you can easily love, do you know that?" He said reason I could not keep quiet.

He walked over to me and held my hand. "Yanna, I love you." He said softly as he looked me straight in the eye.

I could see in his eyes that he was hurting.

He's hurt, knowing that i love someone else.