I sat on one of the food court benches sipping my bottled tea. Ernest sat opposite me, guiltily. He just looked at me silently.
"Please use my handkerchief to wipe your tears," said Ernest.
I took it and wiped my face carelessly.
I was embarrassing. I wanted to hide my face somewhere.
"I'm so sorry, ma belle. Am I too much for you?" said Ernest.
I said nothing. It was an awkward moment in silence.
"Please forgive me, ma belle. I don't know that you got that panic. I just wanted me to have a little fun so that you can wear the clothes of my choice. After all, you are not confident in using my choice, even though you are beautiful. I'm sorry. I was too pushy. If you want to change uniforms again, I'm okay. But the clothes still belong to you. I've bought them for you.
