THAT WAS THE TIME, RIGHT? It had to be. Silver was tired of neglecting her feelings, perhaps uttering everything out loud would good do her sanity. Of course, there was always a chance that everything would go downhill, but it was still worth a try. "I really hate you for always asking the most complex questions at the worst possible times." She giggled softly, trying to convince herself that those words were valid. "First it was your blue eyes, you know? I have a weakness for eyes that remind me of the sky." Silver joked, recalling one of the first conversations he had with him. She would never forget such a day. "The truth is, I don't know. I have this strange need to want to be close to you as if your company's lack caused a huge hole inside me. If you don't roll your eyes at least once in front of me about my atypical sense of humor, I feel incomplete somehow. Staying here with you is the culmination of my day. Do you understand what I mean?" She wants to be better with words, but she was still slightly nervous about all that made her lose all her composure. "What do I mean, Adam ..." She walked towards her, suddenly gaining a surge of courage and taking his hands. "That I like you. I mean, I really like it." Silver's eyes, when they reached Adam's face, showed in a way that her words were sincere. Too genuine.
