Love Disorder
"If you can tell me that, I will let you in."
"By running to someone who loves you."
"And you think you're that person?"
"Y-yes."
Her icy stare made me cold. So cold that the sensation turned to burning, as if I was set ablaze. "What you're feeling is a mistake," she said without blinking. "You're better off loving someone else, someone who can return the feeling, because I don't care for you at all." My legs shook at the intensity of her indifference. I felt my lips quiver. It was the most cruel thing that someone could have possibly told me, and it came from her. I turned away and swallowed hard. "Now tell me I'm not a monster," she murmured.