Desmond’s definition of love was so profound and beautiful. His concern for me struck a chord in my heart. Our chemistry was off the charts, and I was uncontrollably drawn to him. He had taken the role of my rock and my savior. However, the feeling of love wasn’t mutual. “I, uh, I.” Words got stuck in my mouth. His eyes, beaming with affection, were gazing at me like I was the most precious thing in the world. It was tough to decline such a handsome face and watch its joyful radiance ...