“Evzen.”
“Armella.”
“Um.. You f-first.” She stammered, biting her lips. “Ladies first.” He smiled. Twirling her fingers with her dress, she curled her toes, making her mind. Some desires are better left untouched. She thought sadly and curved her lips but not in a smile, whispering, “I am sorry, but I don’t feel the same for you.”
Her words left him flabbergasted, not apprehending her words as the person with whom girls revolve around is now being rejected by the person he was attracted to was the most astonishing thing for him, too much for him to swallow. Blinking, he took a step further, waiting for her to change her statement or give reason. Knowing a deception of words, he knows how to blind her in his charm but he waited patiently, only closing the gap until her back hit the wall
