“So what if I am cynical? What does it matter?” she snapped, her tone belligerent and slightly defensive.
“The thing is…” his voice softened. “Look, my point is… I’m not going to hurt you.” The statement was simple and it was sincere.
There was a long suffocated silence on the other end of the line as she struggled to contain the unexpected dam of emotions that were threatening to break open the iron gates she has so painstakeningly erected up.
But you see, in the real life, it is different.