The boy grabbed her arm, Boy:- you're not pretty, you're beautiful

Girl :- am I pretty?
Boy:- No
Girl :- do you want to be with me forever?

Boy:- No
Girl:- would you cry if I walked away?

Boy:- No

she heard enough and was hurt, she walked away.

Tears ran down her face.

The boy grabbed her arm.
Boy:- you're not pretty, you're beautiful.
Boy:- I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever.
Boy:- I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die!
Boy whispers:- please stay with me.
Girl whispers:- I will.