Lia stared at him. She didn't expect to hear what he said. More so a rejection, but instead he was telling her why he was acting how he had, but it still hurt her. Not only that, he assumed he knew what her life was. Not only that, but shown love. It hurt her more than the rest of it. Her eyes were filled with hurt, but anger as well. How dare he think he knew her now. Not only that, but to invite her to the festival? She could see he was trying, but she was already hurt enough for one day. "You know nothing about me," she growled at him no longer too happy to see him.
"I'll think about it." It was all she said before she retreated back into her room. She wanted to be left alone. He knew nothing about her past and she didn't know love. It was why she craved it. The festival would be the only way to get out for awhile, but at the moment she didn't want to see him. Lia got back into her bed and curled herself under the blankets.
"I'll think about it." It was all she said before she retreated back into her room. She wanted to be left alone. He knew nothing about her past and she didn't know love. It was why she craved it. The festival would be the only way to get out for awhile, but at the moment she didn't want to see him. Lia got back into her bed and curled herself under the blankets.
