Do you love me?
You know I do.
Tell me. Make me feel it like the first time.
I love you.
I need more.
I love you.
Show me.
Don’t I?
I love you so much; I can’t live without you.
That’s not love. That’s obsession.
Whenever I see you, I still get butterflies.
That’s not love. That’s lust.
Life made me dead inside. Then I met you. You breathed life into me.
That’s not love either. I don’t know what that is.
So, you’re saying I don’t really love you?
That’s right.
Do you love me?
No.
I think I will die.
Yes. And I will die.
I will kill myself.
You’re not that selfish.
Can you pretend?
Pretend?
That you love me.
I think I can do that because it won’t make any difference to me.
Then I think we should be married.
After everything we’ve said?
Because of everything we’ve said. Honesty is the most important thing in a marriage.
That’s what I’ve always heard. In that case, will you marry me?
I thought you’d never ask.
 

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