Haiden:
I felt pain when Fauna started to reject me.
It was something I deserved. I had been dismissive toward her, and when she did the same to me, I felt like I was losing my mind.
I pulled her aside to question her. She carelessly claimed that I did not love her.
"It is a lie," I insisted.
She placed her hands on her waist and stared at me with her chipmunk cheeks and wide eyes.
"I do not hate you," I muttered under my breath, guilt pressing against my chest.
"You were going to reject me," she repeated.
"No, Fauna. I said I was going to reject you, but I am not even sure if I could," I confessed, turning away from her.
She studied my face in silence.
Before either of us could say more, a car pulled up and honked at ours to move. It had to stop because our vehicle blocked the way.
"What is going on? Is someone important here?" a man called from the passenger seat, leaning out the window.
He froze when he saw Fauna standing with me. A frown formed on his forehead.
