Ice cream

"Do you think Vincent still loves me?"

A seemingly long silence followed Fil's question. Marcus couldn't answer immediately, observing the expectant look on her face in his peripheral. 

"Of course." His answer barely escaped his mouth, feeling a little guilty he couldn't tell her the truth. "He's just busy. But I know he's working hard for your future."

'Same old script,' she thought upon hearing his answer. 'And I had fallen for it many times.'

"Is that so?" she whispered, lowering her eyes. "Then I guess feeling neglected is normal?"

"No."

Fil raised her brows, lifting her eyes to him once more.