Chapitre 62: Chapter sixty-two: The two kinds of love

"Madi, it's okay to cry for him, forgive him. But do not allow yourself to be forever fooled with him. If he didn't know how to love you the first time, he won't know how to do it the next time. You deserve to be with someone who looks at you every single day like he had won the lottery, and has the world in front of him." he said getting up and wrapped me in his arms.

I cried into his shoulders as he rubbed my hair. 

"Never force yourself to read a book that you do not enjoy. There are so many good books in the world that it's foolish to waste your time reading on one that doesn't give you pleasure."

I wiped my tears and pulled back from his hug. 

"Where did you get that?" I asked bringing his handkerchief to my nose.

"Where did I get what?" he asked me confused.

"Your quotes. Shakespeare or anonymous?" I bit my lip to hide my smile.

"Huh! Is that all you can say after my efforts?"

I chuckled when he pouted.