Watching her struggle with this, a girl he knew tackled everything head on and never broke for anything much less asked for help, felt like someone was shoving a steel bar through his chest. Every tear she wiped from her cheek just twisted that bar a little deeper.
Wilke reached over and cupped her cheek in his hand. "I don't know, Daphne. I wish I did. You obviously feel something strong for Kon; if you didn't, you'd have told him you were seeing someone when he asked you out and that would have been that. I think you need to make sure of just what it is you feel for him before you do anything else. I'll...I'll try to be better about understanding it all in the meantime."
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2012-09-04 21:22 (UTC)Wilke reached over and cupped her cheek in his hand. "I don't know, Daphne. I wish I did. You obviously feel something strong for Kon; if you didn't, you'd have told him you were seeing someone when he asked you out and that would have been that. I think you need to make sure of just what it is you feel for him before you do anything else. I'll...I'll try to be better about understanding it all in the meantime."