Tamara’s pov
We sat like that for a while.
“Why are you even in love with him? He is just a jerk,” I said after some time, and she smiled.
“Why am I in love with him?” she asked herself, and then looked at me.
“I don’t know, he has always been so cold to me,” she said and then chuckled.
“Can you believe that I have never seen him smile?” she asked me, and I looked at her confused.
“Never? What?” I asked and she looked at me.
“Did you ever see him?” she asked, and I shook my head.
I have seen him smile.
I have heard his laugh and she hasn’t.
Why is that?
One fact is sure that she would have been more madly in love with him if she had done.
He has the most handsome smile, his green eyes sparkle when he smiles.
“Why are you smiling? Are you happy that I am miserable?” Kim
