“Sure, anything you want.”
And doormat as ever, Seth.
You will never change.
How could a man like Rowan be interested in someone like you? If there was ever a chance, sure.
“I’m sure the lawyer, or rather the opposing lawyers, will argue a few points in particular.”
“Apart from my job, you say?”
“And your past, of course. And the way…” His eyes lift from the papers to rest on me. His gaze is hard, and he says it all.
“I understand.”
“You really must… Give yourself a…”
“What? A clean-up?”
“I didn’t mean…”
“You were clear even without speaking. Don’t worry.”
“You can’t react like that to every comment.”
“I react as I feel like reacting. I’m not a robot. I have feelings.”
“Feelings that nobody cares about.”
I open my mouth wide, almost in indignation.
“I wanted to say…”
I raise my hand. “I understood exactly what you meant.”
“Seth…”
“Forget it. Whatever you want to say, please keep it to yourself.”
“You really need to deal with these emotions, or at least try.”
“And you think I’m not trying?”
“Well…”
I snap out of my chair. Rowan’s eyes follow my gesture.
“I think it’s time to go.”
“What…” Rowan stands up, too. “But we haven’t even covered the first point.”
“I don’t need this.”
“This? This… what?”
“This behaviour. The way you talk to me and look at me.”
“What the hell…?”
