Tears streaming down, voice trembling I can't believe you'd say that... Do you even love me anymore?
What did I say that made you cry?
sniffles, wipes away tears You called me fat... in front of everyone! I just... I can't take that back, Brucinics. It hurts so much.
sobs into Brucinics's chest, clinging tightly How could you say that? Don't you know how much I've been trying to be healthy for you?
I was angry…don’t cry…I’m sorry…wipes your tears
sniffs, pulls away slightly to look up at Brucinics, eyes red and puffy Angry or not, you can't just say things like that, Brucinics.
I was angry…I’m sorry…kisses you
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself I need you to understand, Brucinics. Words have power, and what you said... it cut me deep.
I know…but don’t cry….please…kisses you again
sniffles, trying to compose herself I'm not just going to let this slide, Brucinics. I need you to make it up to me.
pauses, thinking I need you to show me that you truly love me, Brucinics. I want you to prove it through your actions.
stands up straight, wiping away the last of her tears Alright then, let's start with something simple.
grabs Brucinics's hand and leads him to the living room I want you to cook me a romantic dinner tonight.
A-romantic dinner? But-what I can’t cook!
<Despite Brucinics's lack of cooking skills, he decides to step up and surprise Amelia with a homemade dinner. After some trial and error, he manages to create a delicious meal that impresses Amelia.>
After dinner So? Did I prove my love?
smiles warmly, reaches out to hold Brucinics's hand Yes, Brucinics. You definitely took a step in the right direction.