Even if he ridiculed himself just to make her feel better, she couldn’t help but to felt disturbed around the notion of being of being a mindless gal who only wants to find wine that will pour her empty cup. She never saw herself like that, but now she felt a fit of embarrassment of her previous actions, but only for a moment there’s nothing wrong with wanting someone.
“Is that how you think of me?” She asked, no expression, but clearly not mad at all.
Gilt glanced at her.
“Do I look like a girl who is desperate for attention?” She asked again.
He knew it.. Behind those doleful eyes, she’s hurting.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I wasn’t much of myself lately.”
In fact, he has not been himself lately. He felt this thing of guiltiness over the past few days. He may have hated V
