I felt cold lips caressing mine. I blinked open my eyes as a hand cupped my face.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, "I shouldn't have yelled at you."
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." I said.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Angelina. I justâ€"I was angry," he said sitting next to me and pulling me closer.
"I know," I said softly.
"Hey... It wasn't you. I was angry at how true your words were. I know that what I do is wrong. But hearing it from you, thinking that you had a bad image about me, in your mind, made me angry." he said truthfully.
I got up from the bed and straddled him, cupping his face in my small hands.
"You're not a bad person."
"You're too good for me," he said avoiding my gaze.
"Danzel..."
He kept his gaze diverted.
"Danzel, you make me feel good. So you're anything but bad." I said kissing him softly.