“Richard, let me out, please.”
“You won’t listen to me out there. Maybe you will give me a chance to talk to you in here. A chance, Nicole. That’s all I am asking for. Just a chance. ”
“Okay, fine, talk.” She leaned back, slid down the shower wall, and sat on the floor.
“I love you. I know you love me. We are great together. Please, tell me WHY you feel I am so unsuitable for you. Just tell me why and I’ll leave you alone.”
He sat on the wet shower floor across from her, looking broken hearted.
“Richard, you don’t understand.”
“Make me understand, Nicole, use little words. Tell me. Don’t spare my feelings. I’m already miserable. Out with it!”
“It’s not that I don’t want to marry you. I love you.” She touched his face. He grabbed her hand. He kissed the palm of her hand and held on to it tightly.
“You are handsome, charming, and sweet. You are a fantastic lover. You are a genuinely good man. You touch my very soul. I couldn’t ask for more.”