“I know you know why I’m following you.”
“I don’t even know you, Ms.” He said in a serious tone.
Fucky!
Why is he now pretending not to know me?
“I know you’re only acting when you don’t know me.” He ignored what I said, instead he walked over and passed me.
Fucky!
“I know you tried to erase my memory earlier!”
Fucky! I don’t really want to say that because I’m not sure but I can’t take it back now. I said it already and it’s effective because he turned around. He crossed his arms. His dark eyes are darted on me while his eyebrows are furrowed. I can tell that he’s more serious now.
“I know what happened last night, you don’t have to tell me anymore so you don’t have to pretend you don’t know me. I know you’re just doing it because you haven’t erased my memory,”
