It was just like when he confessed to me. He gave me a heart-shaped ring that he made from candy wrappers that he collected. His mind and eyes were full of me.
"I've liked you for a long time, Amy." His voice was so small and cautious. His hand that was holding the ring was trembling and the raindrops were still hanging on his eyelashes,
Everyone in the hair salon was watching and cheering at us.
Suddenly I remembered the time when I was a child and had a fever, my mother left me alone just she could buy some candies for my brother.
I could not stop shaking as he whispered, "I love you. I'll protect you forever."
Maybe my insecure heart craved love so much that I could not tell if it was candy or a trap. I longed too much to get love, so I said yes to him.
I said yes to a man who stayed with me during my fever, yes to the trap disguised as favoritism.
We were supposed to be happy until the call came.
My mother was adamant that Mac was the one who killed me and had run away with my money. It was all because someone had said that he had all my money.
So, the police had to send someone to arrest Mac.
Actually, this whole thing was quite amusing.