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August buried her face on Flynn’s wide chest as she tightened her arms around him.

If he's so willing to give up his profession for me, I think I'd have to be willing to make a sacrifice, too.

She feels numb right now. She doesn't care anymore. It was only a few months from that day she had this scholarship, from that day she worked at the cafe and from that day she started her classes in Pearsons University. But maybe it's not really for her. She can go back to their hometown and just like her parents, she would attend the same university they've attended.

I can give up on my dreams for this man. For Flynn, I would.

She gathered all her strength and sighed softly. She's ready to face her fears. She's ready to give up on that dream for love. Her parents were right. It's not easy. But like her mother told her, fall in love, make mistakes and so on.

She smiled inside. This is the most beautiful mistake. How can I be so happy when it's wrong? Hugging him in front of this people and the possibility of losing our dreams forever.

She sniffed before talking. "I don't want to see you sad, I don't want to be the cause of your loneliness. I worked hard for the scholarship—yes that's a fact. This university is so precious to me but—" She paused. "You're more precious than anything else. I'll drop my subjects and leave for home. Mom and Dad would surely be happy, you know. They always wanted me to go to their Alma Mater 'cause Pearsons U is so far from home." She forced a soft chuckle as she felt his body tenses.

"I love you, Flynn. More than anything else." She whispered as she slowly pulled away and looked up but he cupped her face in his hands with her cheeks wet in tears.

"Don't go." He captured her mouth in a soft gentle kiss and her eyes widened in surprise. She could hear people around them gasping, followed by a buzz, murmuring and some even taking photos of them kissing.

He lets her go. His eyes and his hand started shaking. His breathing weak as he holds his temple and she suddenly felt worried for him when she saw him looking pale. "Flynn. Are you alright?"

He grabbed her arm

hand. He raised his hand and hailed a cab. But even before he could open the door for them to get in, he passed out on the street and

came to her and helped her

with Flynn's head resting on her lap. Her tears won't stop. She holds his hand

me. Please." He whispered as his

going to be alright but he required him to be admitted so they can monitor him closely. It's a possible

on a chair beside Flynn's hospital bed, patiently waiting for him to gain consciousness. She called Father Philips earlier and

took a deep breath and sighed gently. Her thoughts lingered at that moment he said

alright. She thought it'll work out just fine. She thought it'll last until forever. But no secret can be

reach this point. She closed her fists on her lap as she tried to stop her tears from

secretive and reserved, that despite I lack things I know about him, and despite the fact that we can't be seen in public as a normal couple, I still chose to love him—not realizing he'll be that sad because he's unable to do things he wanted with me. I caused him that loneliness. It's my fault.

really gonna get through all this just like

I decided to stop but I can't. I love this man. He showed me his vulnerable side,

on the door, the nurse came

a smile as she watched

tired and cold, Ma'am. Would you like me to get you an extra blanket?"