DIEGO'S POV.

Siara and I move to sit on the bed, our hands connected. I can see that she is nervous. I can tell that she is passing through different emotions, and nervousness seems to be dominating the other emotions.

Her hand keeps shaking, and she keeps biting her lips, a habit she has.

"Are yo-" Siara interrupts me when I begin to speak, sadness in her voice.

"I'm sorry," She whispers under her breathe, her hand caressing my cheek. "I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner. I'm sorry for my stupid actions. I'm so sorry I didn't show up when you needed me. I'm very sorry because I didn't show my support." She says, tears falling down from her eyes as she begins to sob.

Worry fills me when I see this. My heart begins to race when I see her tears. It hurts me to see her in tears. It hurts me to see her crying because of me.

"Stop crying," I mutter as I wipe her tears. "Its alright,"

"But it's not," She continues to sob, looking into my eyes. "I needed to be next to you. I was suppose to be here when you had your breakdowns. I was suppose to be sitting next to you when you couldn't control yourself. I needed to encourage you to get better. I needed to tell you to fight, to fight for us. But I chose to be a fucking coward! I chose to hide away while you were here fighting your demons. I was suppose to be your support system, but I was acting like a fucking idiot. Diego, I'm so sorry," She rambles, shaking her head. "I'm so sorry,"

I feel helpless when I see her condition. It pains me to see her crying, it pains me when I see her sad. Siara deserves happiness, and never sadness.

I pull her head to my chest, caressing her back as she sobs. I can feel her tears on my chest which makes me worry more. I am afraid that she might get sick from crying.

"Stop crying, please," I whisper, worry laced in my voice. "It doesn't matter if you weren't here. You are here now, and that is all that matters. We are back together, and that is what is important. You should never cry for something you can't control," I continue, lifting her head as I wipe her tears.

"Bu-"

"No buts. I know that you were also dealing with your demons. I would be selfish if I tried to conderm you. I knew that you were fighting your battles, and that is why I called you most times. I have been anxious before, and I know that anything can make you overthink.... And even though I wanted you here, I knew that you would stop paying attention to yourself. You would have been spending so much time here, you wouldn't have had time to check up on yourself." Our eyes connect, and I can see the love in eyes, something that I will never get tired of seeing.

"It would be selfish of me if pulled you away from your healing. I need to heal, and so do you. You are a woman that deserves the world, and the world is what I will give you. I can try to bring sunshine to your life, but it won't work if you don't bring yourself out of the darkness. I can give you the world, jewelry, luxury, and almost everything that is under the sun. But you will not be happy with it because your head won't allow you. We might have different forms of pain, but we feel the same at the end of it all." I say, looking at her with adoration.

"You might get fed up of everything I give you, and you might even get doubts later on, and that is something that we both don't need. Our minds are our poisons, and poison spreads. One of us can get better, but if the other one remains untreated, we will both end up going back to square one.... We will both end up broken and sad."

The room is in silence after I utter the words. I watch as Siara sobs, tears dropping from her eyes.

"Don't cry," I wipe her tears. "You were not stupid, and you were very supportive. You are one of the reasons that I am here, and you never held me back when I told you that I needed help. You came in my life when I was on the verge of death, and you didn't leave my side. You stood your ground, and helped me. You chose to help fight a case that was aimless. You chose to help me when you knew that I was dangerous. You came in my life and you helped me get up. You never judged me, and you never called me weak. You are a champion and you are so courageous. And I want you to know that I love you."

"I love you," Siara says, her eyes on my lips.

We both stare at each other's lips, the tension in the room felt. I can tell that we both crave the other's touch.

We begin to lean in, pausing when our lips are meters away. We look at each other's eyes, the love present in the room.

"Fucking kiss already!" We hear Hunter's voice shout, which startles us. His hand is on the doorknob as he enters his head in the room. "Seal the words with a kiss. One of us needs to have some smooch in this life," His last words are directed at me as he wiggles his eyebrows.

Siara throws a pillow at him, which makes him shut the door. Laughter is heard at the other side of the door afterwards, which makes us shake our heads.

"He's crazy," We both say at the same time, laughing afterwards.

"I love your laugh," Siara says with a smile on her face.

"I love everything about you," I say, which makes Siara blush. "Marry me?" I ask, watching as shock comes on her face.

"I'm serious.... Marry me?" I repeat, observing her.

"You haven't even asked me to be your girlfriend," Siara murmurs. "And that is not how proposals work," She continues, shaking her head at me.

"I want to be unique. We are different from the others," I say, caressing her cheeks. I can see the conflict in her eyes as she looks at me.

"We can't get married now," Siara sighs, shaking her head. "I would love to marry you, but I want to get my degree before I think of marriage."

A small part of me feels sad, but the other part feels proud. I would never stand in someone's way of success, especially those I love.

"So, we can get married after you get your paper?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.

Siara puts on a thinking face, shaking her head at me, which makes me feel disappointed.

I look away from Siara, not knowing what to do. But in the end I chose to accept her decision.

Siara holds my face in her hand, turning my head in her direction. I feel surprised when I feel Siara's lips on mine. I feel like time is on standstill when our lips begin to move.

I slowly lay Siara on the bed, her hands holding my head. Her moans fill the room as I trail my lips to her neck. I begin to suck on her skin, making sure to leave a hickey before my lips return to her lips, her sweet lips welcoming me back.

Siara and I separate after sometime, looking into each other's eyes.

"I want our first time together to be special and not on a rehabilitation bed," I whisper, helping her sit back up. Siara nods at me, a smile on her face.

"Damn, I love you," Siara says after a while, pecking my lips afterwards.

"I love you too," I reply, giving her a proper kiss.

"Y'all are in public," Hunter's voice is heard outside the room, startling Siara and I.

Siara starts to laugh as we separate while I shake my head.

Hunter will always be Hunter.

AUTHOR'S NOTE.