"I know, you only see me as a friend." He curved his lips into a bitter smile and spoke the rest of her words aloud.
"I'm sorry." She didn't know why she needed to apologize, but seeing Knox Simmons with a hurt expression made guilt rise in her heart.
"You don't need to apologize to me, it's just that you don't like me, and there's nothing you're sorry about." Knox blinked, tears clinging to his eyelashes, which were thicker and longer than girls'.
Scarlett Yates really didn't like men who cried easily.
But Knox Simmons's tears only deepened her sense of guilt.
She felt as if she had done something that deeply betrayed him and bullied him harshly.
"Knox Simmons, I don't dislike you, I just..."
Of course, she liked him; being friends with Knox Simmons was something that brought her joy. How could she not like that?
It's just that the kind of affection he wanted, she couldn't give him.
