Blue ring

Rising to his feet, he scoffed and declared, "I have never lusted after your body, not then and not now. Belle, it's called swaying when the feeling is mutual. I never agreed to never loving you, never did, never will. As long as you are still mine, I will never stop trying to win your heart." His voice was steady, and he stepped closer as he spoke. 

"Why are you any different from him if you keep forcing your emotions on me?" She shot back, her words cutting deep. For a fleeting moment, guilt flickered across his face. Why hadn't he realized how suffocating he had become? Was he truly any better than Quinn? 

"Is that truly how you feel about me?" He asked, his voice quieter now, almost hesitant.