Chapter Sixty Five

Enrique seemed like he was taken aback by what I said which had me laughing. 

"I'm not dreaming, right?"

"Huh?" I asked, teasing him as if I didn't what I had just said. 

"You said something..." his voice was laced with sadness but I went on with the act.

"I wasn't saying anything," I uttered. "Did you hear a ghost?"

Enrique pouted.

I smiled.

"I love you," I repeated which caught him off-guard again. 

"For real?"

I chuckled.

"For real... this time."

My mouth went agape when I realized that tears were welling in his eyes but he didn't care, even when they started to fall. I suddenly felt sad that I made him wait for so long just so I could be sure with my feelings, but I wanted to find the right time--where I wouldn't even question myself if my feelings were right or wrong.

I wanted to be sure of him. Without any reservations, without a doubt.

I wanted to love him unconditionally