Desmond’s grin beamed like a beacon of joy. There was childlike glee in his eyes. “So, I have finally succeeded in stealing your heart,” he said. Why did I utter the three magical words after concluding that it wasn’t how I felt about him? It just slipped out of my mouth in the heat of the moment. “Desmond, I am not sure,” I blurted out, and his face fell immediately. It was painful to see the glow of happiness on his face completely fade away. “Do you think I am a bad person ...