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Chloe's POV

I have seen Beca cry before. A good book could make her cry. A tragic movie (even if she acts like she hates it) can make her cry. When she is so happy that she can't speak I've seen her shed tears. But nothing ever compared to what I just saw, what I just did to her. It was over three weeks ago. I had almost forgotten about all of it. Aubrey was again just a history. But just how wrong I was.

I love this woman in front of me, with everything I have. And she thinks she isn't enough for me. How can she think that? Haven't I made it completely clear that I was in love with her. Haven't I said her I love you on a daily basis ( I used to joke I said enough for both of Us - she never said you know. And when she said it was to break my heart and hers too) Haven't I shown her enough. Maybe it was my love that was not enough. That made her to think I didn't love her.

'I love you Bec.. And only you. Never ever doubt that. Not Aubrey not anyone ever stand a chance against you.'

She is about to speak but I stop her rising my right palm.

'Let me finish bec, I love you and only you.. And I knew you love me too.. You are not - just enough, you are - more than enough. I know that more than anything in this world. But I' m your guilty. I made a mistake. And I am so so sorry. I shouldn't have even met her. But I just..' I falter.

'I used to be so in love with her Bec. And when she left she took all my trust with her. I never thought I could trust or love another soul. You know better than anyone how long it took me to get over her. And maybe that is why you think I still hold a torch for her. No Bec.. No I don't. There was a time when I would have done anything given anything for her. But that time is long gone. You came along and everything changed. You are the only one Becs.. You have been the only one for the past one year. I still love her. '

Beca looks away at this, but still doesn't say anything.

' But only as a memory. Only as something beautiful I had - though it hurt me in the end. It is the past Beca. The past. Now there is only you. No past or future can change that. All Aubrey ever will be is just my friend. She had always been one and that is all she ever will be. '

'You know.. I was excited to have lunch with you too. Though I had no idea you were planning to ask me to move in.' I sniff.

'It had been over a week, we hadn' t seen each other because I had a photoshoot. And I was missing you like crazy. I was hoping for movie night on your couch. But then she called, after almost 2 years of no contact. Part of me thought of not going. But then, I wanted to know what she wanted to talk about. And I should have told you, I would have but.. You hates her. I know you do. From the day I came knocking at your door brokenhearted after she left. You have hated her. I think you hating her that much for me helped me to forgive her a little bit. I don't know if that sounds twisted. ' I try to laugh (trying is all I can do today) was that a tug of smile at her lips. I don't know.

'I knew you would protest, so I just left making some excuse about having lunch with friends. And I met her. We talked. And she apologised for how she left. I said I couldn't just forgive her. I' ll think about it. '

Suddenly I was unsure. Maybe this was a bad idea. She may get angry even more. But I have to tell her. (that doesn't me it does not scare the crap out of me)

'We said good bye and then she kissed me. I had no idea she would do it. And I kisses her back.'

I looked at Beca, she is silent watching me. Her expression unreadable. I take a deep breath.

'I did that, I know I shouldn't have. I had no feelings for her. Nothing. It was like..Relieving an old memory.. At that moment I wasn't me.'

She still said nothing.

'I'm sorry.. Sorry isn't enough, I know. I was angry at myself for kissing her, I felt so guilty, that I couldn't stand to look at you. But I didn't know how to say this to you. I'm sorry I ignored you for that whole week. I' m sorry I kissed someone who wasn't you. And I'm so so so sorry I lied to you, hurt you. I'm so sorry Becs. But never doubt I love. I love you.'

There was a light in her eyes now. I hope that it is not my hopeful thinking.

'Why were you with her on the next afternoon.?'

'She visited me the next day in office. Asked if we could have lunch together. She said she was sorry for yesterday. She was going back to Atlanta and wanted to have one last lunch with me. And we went for the lunch. There was nothing else. We just talked. And I told her about us. She said she is happy for us. '

'I would have told you everything Bec - even though I was, I am, scared you would hate me. After you left for the workshop the day after, I couldn't really reach you.. You know..'

She is still silent.

'Say something... Please..'

'So you are not in love with her?'

'No'

'And you love me?'

'No, I love Elizabeth Gilbert! Of course I love you.'

And she smiles. The first full smile I ever got from her this entire day. And it melts my heart.

'So, will you forgive me?'

'If only you kiss me right now.'

And I rush into her arms and kiss her with all my love. And she chuckles when we pullback.

'Movie night, then?' she asks.

'Yesss'

'Which movie?'

'I can't think straight.' I wink at her.

'arghhh..'

'Stop being so dramatic. I know you love leyla.'

'No, I love you..' and she kiss me again. Maybe we won't be having a movie night tonight.