Seeing her body trembling, he realized his tone was too harsh.
He walked to her, gently cradling her tear-stained face, "What do I have to do to prove my feelings for you? Do you really want me to take out my heart and show it to you?"
She cried even harder, tears falling in streams.
He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, his voice hoarse, "Alice, if you have any concerns, you can talk to me. If you have doubts about me, you can directly ask me. Do you know that storming to Becca like this is very wrong? You could potentially hurt Becca, are you aware of that?"
While his voice was meant to comfort her, it felt more like reproach, each sentence striking her heart.
At this moment, his phone rang.
She lowered her head, sobbing.
He held her close and impatiently answered the phone, "What is it?"
