Megan stammered, “S-So you...”
She could not finish her question. Looking down, she recalled the times they spent together. There's no spark between us, but why does he say something so misleading?
“You're thinking too much.” Judging from her blushing cheeks, Jake knew that she had overthought it.
Pursing his lips, he added in a calm tone, “It's just that I need you to fill my past, and you're also the perfect substitute for Megan so far.”
His replay shattered all the romantic hopes Megan had deep down. She clenched her fists in disappointment and kicked the pebbles on the road embarrassedly.
“So that's what you really think.”
Standing up, Jake nodded while gazing at her face that spoke of dejection.
“That's right. That's exactly what I think. I'm showing you my hand here today.”
Show his hand? Megan sneered coldly as she could not even imagine how many hands he had got.
With a gloomy look on her face, she stated coldly, “I don't mind if you're showing your hand. As long as you don't give me hope, I won't respond to you. As for your past, it has nothing to do with me.”
For the people who used to be emotionally invested, it was similarly easy to hurt someone and love someone.
Megan had been exhausted by the volatility in her relationship with Jake. While she had warned herself, that she could not hold back her feelings all the time; while Jake poured scorn on her, he kept getting close to her.
Such capriciousness made their relationship confusing.
Megan's response brought a frown to Jake's face. He stared at the woman in front of him and noticed the stubborn and aggrieved look on her face that seemed to be an expression of her dissatisfaction.
Is there anything wrong with what I said?
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