Chapter 52

Sean pressed on patiently. "Give me a reason." "I want to indulge in the warmth of being loved, and I'll gladly take it even if it's feigned." This had consistently been the root of my desire for a romantic relationship. Our silhouettes stretched into the unending darkness beneath the lamppost as Sean gently tapped my forehead and expressed ruefully, "Silly girl, I'll dote on you like no other if you wish me to, but forgive me for not being able to enter a romantic relationship with you. I want my love to be reciprocated, but there's no place for me in your heart..." Sean had been my beacon of hope, the one who was least likely to reject me. However, I had just lost my last ray of hope—he rejected me. He inched closer to me and brushed his lips across my forehead. "We've known each other for so long. I can pamper you, love you, date you, and even marry you. But can you love me?" Sean Folk, a staunch non-believer of marriage, declared that he could marry me. The sincerity of his