CHAPTER 17

Traizle

Zarsuelo suddenly embraced me.

"Mentioning someone who is not worthy of your voice can make them sound worthwhile," Zarsuelo said. "Don't be mad at me for hugging you. Let me do it for a minute." he added.

To lessen the awkwardness I am feeling, I am doing my things quickly. My heart is beating fast as if I am running endlessly. I can hear the beatings of my own heartbeat. I hope he can't hear it. I would die of embarrassment if he did.

"You are so fluffy, and you smell so good. What shampoo or perfume are you using?" He commented.

I hit his hands that were embracing me. "You can now stop hugging me." I told him.

I could feel him shaking his head behind me. "Can we still stay for a few minutes? I still wanted to hug you. You are skinny yet fluffy. Be my wife, I will promise to be good and handsome as always." He said, so I hit his arm hard enough to cause him to remove his hands from me. "Ouch! You are ruining the lovey-dovey moments we are having!" He complained. "