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I ignored Leanna’s murderous intense glares, staring at my brother who was dancing with Sophia. I rubbed my hands together, waiting for the good show – then, the ripping happened.
“Holy mother of baldy freakin’ shit!”
Zhander immediately covered my eyes with his hand.
“Holy hideous freakin’ shit!!”
“Oh MY GOD!!”
Even without seeing it, I knew from the commotion that it was purely……
Zhander uncovered my naughty eyes, and it immediately flew towards that bald naked mother and daughter pair.
I was about to let myself loose in the euphoria of the obscenity before me and took my camera out, but Zhander was already meters away from me, walking back to our hotel.
Oh! Jerk face!
I stomped hard against the sand which just pillowed my feet before quickly running after the man.
I didn’t know if it was because I didn’t get the chance to take a picture or maybe because of all the silent treatment he was giving me, my temper burst out yet again and just exactly when we reached our hotel.
We were at the entrance when my boiling magma-like temper erupted.
“I don’t want to go back!!”
Of course….. I couldn’t exactly throw degrading and cursing words at him.
I still love him after all.
Thus, my temper just contented itself to act all childish and spoiled.
Zhander looked at me with an expressionless face, then he closed his eyes and turned his back at me.
Then he strode off inside the hotel.
I stomped my feet again and again while clenching both my hands into fists.
Unsatisfied, I kicked the sand which was only blown by the wind back at me.
I vigorously wiped away the sand on my face, then without a word, my eyes began to feel hot and salty.
Like a lost, abandoned bunny, I stormed off in the opposite direction towards the sea to drown my sorrows away.
Then, a sturdy pair of hands wrapped itself around my waist.
“Damn it, Estela! Where do you think you’re going in the middle of the night?”
Zhander’s soft voice only made my sniffling worse.
“…. *sniff… because…. *sniff…. you’re m-mad at me… *sob… I’ll drown myself……” I managed to say between sobbing.
Zhander coughed – trying to held his laughter.
“*sigh… I can never be mad at you for long you know.” He whispered wryly.
“Then, why won’t you talk to me?!” I accused as my tears and sobbing stopped instantly.
I swear it was never crocodile tears.
Zhander sighed again, his grip loosened, and I immediately unshackled myself free from his embrace and faced him.
“It’s… I’m just… I’m just mad and ashamed of myself.”
“What?” I tilted my head, not understanding what he said.
Zhander shifted his head so he could avoid my questioning gaze as he, again, covered his mouth with his knuckles. His body’s reaction when he was embarrassed.
I wonder if he notices it.
“It’s just… You saw me being punched….”
Zhander mumbled in a low voice like a little boy which made his cheeks glow red.
My eyes twinkled while my lips twitched.
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