― you hate to fall in love with me
He stared up at me with a vacant expression on his face. Either he was thinking I was lying, or cursing in his mind the mother and daughter for telling me. I stared back to let him know I'm not backing down. I know I'm a liar. We both know I'm a liar. But I would hate it if he won't believe now especially because his girlfriend is involved.
"You should rest. Let's deal with it tomorrow," he whispered with a gravel voice and stood. I didn't stop him. Besides, he's already out of the room before I could even blink. I glared at his shadow and held my breath, refusing to accept the scent he left.
In the end, I sighed in exhaustion. I shouldn't be here worrying whether that man will believe me or not. It's not like I care for his opinion. I stood and was
