"Please say something," Thomas says, still on his knees

"Are you sick?" I place my hand on his forehead and check if his temperature is high

"I am not sick, Mi amore" He removes my hand from his forehead

"You are definitely sick. You just called me your love."

"That's because you are Melina. You are the love of my life."

"Is this some new way of torture because I don't understand why you are saying all of these?"

"I think I need to explain everything. I ...