False Romantic
All the sweetness and tenderness flooded him in an instant like a raging undercurrent.
In his panic, all he could afford was to say, "I-It's nothing… Go get some rest."
Charlotte, however, couldn't just let the matter go. She grabbed his arm tightly, her voice trembling, "Do… Do you think I'm dirty? Did you believe those pictures?"
Joseph was silent for a moment before reaching to wipe off her tears. "No, I'm just not ready."
"You're not ready?" Charlotte's voice was tinged with sadness and confusion. "Doesn't liking someone mean that you want to have them for yourself? Why did you fall for me in the first place…?"