“ Luke , you bastard.” Molly got up and bit me. I didn’t dodge, and a tooth mark appeared on the back of my hand instantly.
" Molly , are you a dog?" I quickly broke free.
"Who told you to frame me?" Molly seemed to have calmed down a bit, as her crying subsided.
Looking at Molly , who was crying and sobbing , I was suddenly struck by a sense of realization.
This is probably the second time I've made her cry; the first time was in class.
Saying goodbye to the chaotic emotions within me, all I truly love is Sophie .
"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner as an apology." I could only plead softly; if it weren't absolutely necessary, I really didn't want to get involved with her.
"No, you made me cry, you need to be punished." Molly was very dissatisfied with my perfunctory attitude.
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