I snorted. I still couldn’t believe how his mind works. How did he even come up with those thoughts running wildly in his mind? Is it because of the past mistresses of his father? Did I make myself look like I am that kind of person? “For the nth time, Yves, nothing happened between us. You know what? That's the reason why I can't talk to you about this matter. It’s because those nonsense things are engraved on your mind.”
"I don’t believe you, Tara. I know my father better than you."
"Then fine!" I give up! "I have no words to say to make you believe me. But I just want you to know that your father wants Yohan to stay here; to live here with him."
"Then the truth finally reveals itself. You slept with him to ask me about this."
I closed my eyes tight. Exhausted. Frustrated. Irritated.
