Fai’s head still buzzed. She felt weak. The old lady extended her water bottle. Fai uncapped and tilted it. The cool liquid seemed to spread inside her body, soothe her mind. Calmness descended into her being. She rested her head on the headrest and closed her eyes.
The scene passed in her mind like a dream. She felt cheated. No, cheated is an incorrect term. Self dignity. My dignity was crushed. Did Wutthipong know about Peerapol’s (Oh God, how I hate to utter that name now) plan? When you get to know someone had been desiring to interact with you and wanted a relationship to flower and for that he tells lies and acts falsely with you, you get the feel that he is a fake. And that same falsity stands between the relationship – if you may call it a relationship – giving you the feeling
