Chapter 138

Broderick stared at Leslie, who was still looking up at him. Her wide eyes held confusion, like she couldn't quite figure out why he suddenly stopped. Her eyes were red, nose a little pink too-like someone had just upset her badly. Yet somehow, the sight of her like this tugged at his heartstrings. At the same time, something unfamiliar stirred inside him, unsettling and unexpected. He gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying?" Did she not want him touching her? Was it really that unbearable? So everything earlier... was it all fake? As soon as she saw his expression shift, Leslie realized Broderick had misunderstood. She didn't want to keep her distance from him anymore. She lost a lifetime with him once. She wasn't going to lose this one too. Leslie quickly brushed away her new tears, pulled him into a hug, and spoke in a rush, "Broderick, I'm crying because I'm happy. You kissed me first... for the first time. Ricky, I love you