Chapter 3

Renee went back to her apartment and sat down.

" I am such an idiot," Renee told herself, " I can't come between Frank and Karen, I just can't do it."

Then Renee heard a knock at the door.

" Who's there?" Renee asked.

" It's me, Frank," Renee heard Frank's voice.

Renee slowly opened the door.

" Hi," Frank said, " May I come in?"

" I don't think that's a good idea," Renee said.

" I think we need to talk," Frank said.

" Okay," Renee said, " Come on in."

Frank walked into the apartment and forgot what it looked like. Renee's apartment was small with the kitchen doubling up as the dining room. Renee closed the door.

" I forgot what this placed looked like," Frank said, " Still as neat as ever."

" What do you need to tell me?" Renee asked.

" Renee," Frank said, " I'm sorry for hurting you. I just don't know what to say to you."

" You didn't hurt me," Renee told him, " It's not your fault that the truth hurts."

" Just by looking at you I know how you feel," Frank said.

" Frank," Renee said, " No you don't."

" It's obvious," Frank said, " You have to be."

" What are you talking about?" Renee asked.

" You're in love with me," Frank said.

" What gives you the right to say that?" Renee asked.

" I was honest," Frank said, " Now you be honest."

" So you wouldn't believe me if I said you are totally wrong?" Renee asked.

" No, I wouldn't," Frank said.

Renee then went to the door, " Get out," Renee said, " Now."

Frank went to the door.

" What are you staring at?" Renee asked.

" Your beautiful eyes," Frank answered.

Renee just stared at him and her heart pounded.

" Okay," Renee said, " You're right, I think I could be in love with you."

" And?" Frank asked.

" I never felt this way before," Renee said closing the door again, " I don't know how to stop."

Frank again stared at her.

" Will you stop looking at me that way," Renee asked.

" You surprise me," Frank said, " You are full of surprises."

" And that's a good thing?" Renee asked.

" It could be," Frank answered.

" Frank stop being so nice," Renee said, " I can't take it."

Renee sat on the sofa and crossed her arms.

" You're not mad at me, are you?" Frank asked.

" No," Renee answered.