Valentino's [3]

He sighs, setting his hand on the other side of her face. "Who says it's not right? We're gonna be married, aren't we? For better or for worse..."

I swallow, "This is all my fault..." I almost started crying, "This would've never happened. I'm sorry." I looked away.

He swallows and hugs her. "No, Ray. It's not your fault. Never say that."

He tries to hug me and I quickly pull away. "It's my fault." I sniffles, burying my head in my hands.

"Rayah, stop it." He whispers, setting his hands over hers. "Don't push me away. Don't say it's your fault. It's not. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine."

I shake my head. "No it's not." I crossed my arms. "None of it is your fault."

"Then it's definitely not your fault." He says, trying to hug her again.

I step away, keeping myself together. "I-It is..." I said in a whisper.

His heart aches at seeing her like this and he keeps his distance, watching her. "How, Rayah?"

"I made you do things you didn't want t-to." I sobbed.

"Like what?" He asks.

I look at him and put my hand on my stomach, hoping he would get the message.

He sighs and shakes his head at her, running a hand over his face. "If you mean what I think you mean, that was both our decisions, Ray. You didn't make me do anything."

I sigh and look away, shaking my head. "W-Whatever."

He studies her, afraid that she would push him away for good, but says nothing more.