THE TALK

"Listen, Tania. I won't refute that I feel something for you. I do feel something. I like you. I like that you are getting along well with Angel. I admire your nobility and your openness. You are an excellent girl. But, you see, every affair requires an essential thing called trust. Without trust, there is nothing, and that's something I don't have. I cannot trust you again. I have nothing to offer you."

I was about to ask myself if it is practical to love someone you cannot trust, but then I recall that he said "like.". He just likes me. He likes me, which is why he has been kissing me so passionately. He likes me so much, and that is why he was so angry last night because I did not let him kiss me. Wow! I like his fucking way of liking!

I take my maced... whatever tea and start taking huge sips to calm myself. He takes his tea too, and we drink in silence. Through the corner of my eyes, I can see him stealing glances at me once in a while, but I do not care to look at him.

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