A heart bleeding with love
He shouted at her, trying to keep his voice as low as possible so no one outside would hear him, but despite his efforts, his angry tone came out louder than intended.
"Radwa, don't play dumb. You know I love you. So what's wrong? Why are you giving me that wooden face every time?"
Blah, blah, blah.
What love was this idiot talking about?
Did he even know what love meant?
He loved nothing but himself.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance and replied:
"Nader, how many times have we talked about this? I'm not thinking about this at all right now."
"Then when will you?"
"I don't know. But what I do know is that I'm not thinking about it now. And if you'll excuse me, I want to get up."