A good man.

Out of her curiosity, she tried to check on the owner of the shoe but he was suddenly gone. “Let’s go!” With a protective expression, Marco said while holding her arm. Gianna didn’t say anything,she also wanted to go home already. Hearing that name being called had been draining. Inside the car,Marco was quiet and so was Gianna. The silence was deafening. “Are you okay?”Marco broke the silence. “I am. You?” Gianna asked. “I’m good.” Marco answered but was a little cold like he hated what happened to her in his absence. “You seem off.”She pointed out. Marco stopped the car. He looked at her with sincerity. His deep eyes were pierced to hers. “I love you,Gianna.”With a deep serious voice,Marco confessed. He seemed ready to let everything out. Six years was more than enough for him to take the courage to confess his feelings. “Marco.” Gianna was shocked. Her eyes met his. This was the only time she stared at Marco’s eyes. She felt something different that she couldn’t clearly decipher. It