I don't regret it

Janice swiped at the tears clouding her vision angrily. He had rejected her again. She assumed he would come to accept her as time went by, but she kept getting rejected by him.

She knew from the onset that Blaze had his eyes on Arabella. Even when Arabella hadn't come, Blaze never looked at her the way he did to Arabella.

And when Arabella left, Janice assumed he would at least have some feelings for her.

However, he felt nothing.

Janice believed she was naive. She was freaking naive to have pinned too long on him, and worse was, she had let him use her.

She wondered if he saw her as a mere tool for pleasure rather than a woman.

She sat on the garden bench and brought her knees upwards, wrapping her arms around them; she hugged it and placed her head on it.

Janice shuddered. The tears kept pouring out. The rejection hurt, and she doubted she would forget about it.

Perhaps, she shouldn't feel as worse as this. But it still hurt.

"Hey."

"Leave me alone," Janice murmured as she felt Fra