Chapter 23.

Sometimes, we believe we know people especially those ones who we've craved for and retained in that special place in our hearts. We believe that we know them, their laughter, their thoughts, their actions, their expressions so much that if a situation arises and we think of them, we think of what they would do in such a situation and the odds are that one of the variables we come up with will definitely reflect what they would do. But in this case, I'm looking at the expression on Charles' face and I'm completely lost. I feel like I'm standing in front of a stranger. How I never let myself act on my instincts is what baffles me.