After reading his letter, I couldn't look at him.

I told him I had to go and left his house, giving him a quick couple kisses before I left.

It stirred something in my brain...

Why do I love him? It's all happened so fast, and I'm now just wondering, is real, or did it occur because if the bliss I was in when I had first discovered his true identity?

There was something, I just wasn't sure what it was.