Well, yes. The rest of that evening was awkward. He was mostly silent after she confessed. There seems to be something on his mind. Things he couldn’t tell her.
She suggested that they go home already after half an hour or so has passed. There’s nothing to do when the atmosphere has turned… dull as it was.
Carol doesn’t know if she should be angry or sad. She’s angry at herself for not thinking it through. She’s sad that he rejected her. He didn’t exactly say, but it was implicit with the way he reacted.
Sighing on her pillow, she realized she shouldn’t have dreamed. She was nothing compared to him. Why would he like her? He could have any woman he wanted. He deserves more than a girl who can’t even get a stable-paying job.
Why hasn’t she considered this angle before? She only daydr
