(Raya’s POV)
“Where did you get that pea-brained idea?” He asks, sounding unimpressed.
I wince internally, realizing how insecure I must have sounded. Now that I think about it, it is rather stupid and it goes against everything I currently know about Kaan. Oh gosh, how can I admit I was insecure enough to let myself be influenced—poisoned by Miss Westley’s words this morning?
But do I claim the pea-brained idea as my own? That seems even worse.
“It has been…suggested that I might embarrass you by…being myself,” I answer lamely.
He stares at me for a bit, probably processing that. “Hiraya, if I wanted to be with someone jaded and all that, it would have been Miss Westley sitting there in your place. And you know I’d rather pull out my own nails one by one than be with someone like he
