Valen.
Over the time, I had realized that letting myself get away from reality was risky, I didn’t have to react the way that I had done when Diana had asked about the jewelry. When we even look at it, I had nothing to hide from her, other than the fact that I was trying to brush off her question.
“Fuck.” I cursed under my breath. There was no way that I was going to let myself wallow in self-pity. I threw away the end of the cigarette, then made way to Diana’s room. I had been ready for whatever it was, even after the date, I didn’t get to air my apologizes to her. which went out of the plan.
I stood right there, in front of the door, wondered of how her expression was going to be. Was she going to take it lightly with me? or was she going to make it hard on me. either way, I was going
