She's not talking to me. I asked Aya. She didn't answer but her expression reads "You don't know? Think of it, dude. Even I would not want to talk to you."
I sighed. I think I know. I've told the guys who's trying to befriend her to stay away, I even threatened two of them. I just don't like the idea of other men getting close to her, talking to her, and knowing her. Cara says I'm jealous, but I think it's more than that. I only want her for myself. I don't share. She's only mine. And I think that's my problem. She doesn't like it.
At least, she allowed me to walk her home. Still, she didn't say a word. I'm not sure how to broach the subject.
When we got in front of her room, I decided it's time to talk.
"Are you really not going to talk to me?"
She raised an eyebrow at that, still not looking at me.
"Well, you don't even know how to apologize. You don't get to decide anything about my life." She actually glared at me when she finally spoke. I could feel the anger in her tone. I gulped as I stepped back.
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Memories of Tomorrow
RomanceLee's not looking for anything extraordinary in her life. She likes the simplicity of her days at work and at home. A few friends, a tiny room, earning enough to house herself and keep her fed. Things changed when she met Oliver. A man who shows her...
