"If you want me to apologize, unfortunately, that will never come out of my mouth."
*Thupp...
The tapping stopped.
This time, Zeyn leaned forward. "You still haven't changed."
"Excuse me?" Guinella set her parfait down. "What exactly do you mean by that?"
"You're still doing the same thing."
"And what exactly is that?" she pressed.
He fell silent for a moment.
"Well… never mind."
"What?! Are you just trying to piss me off?"
Her eyes twitched. The girl leaned forward until only the table separated them.
"I didn't say that." Zeyn gently shook his head.
"Oh, so now you're playing dumb."
He simply looked at her. Not the slightest hint of irritation crossed his face. To him, the younger girl was still just a child throwing another tantrum.
Leaning back against the sofa, he folded his arms.
"I've been wondering about something. Why are you so obsessed with looking down on everyone?"
Guinella narrowed her eyes. "That's what you've been trying to say?"
