Erin could tell he was angry from his tone, but she had no idea which of his sore points she'd unwittingly hit this time. She was just embarrassed and awkward. Couldn't he tell?
Seeing her silence, Brett stared at her with a gloomy face. "How can you suddenly start to hate someone you once liked? Are you too fickle, or did I do something wrong?"
Brett's sudden question stunned Erin. She didn't hate him, but she couldn't love him like she used to.
Seeing her frozen there, Brett gritted his teeth and said, "If I didn't know where that shot hit you, I would suspect you had hurt your head. Go to sleep!"
Erin was at a loss for words.
*****
The next day, Erin woke up and found that it was almost eleven o'clock. She rarely slept in this late, but seeing that Brett was still asleep, she didn
