Must Have Been Pity
Her eyes widened before she quickly averted her eyes from mine. Seeing her meek and vulnerable side was quite a rare sight and that made me want to spend my time savoring it. At the same time, I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her. She would probably get very mad at me if she were to find out that I was acting this way just to tease her. She was right that my mother was mentally unstable, but her tantrums would have gone on regardless of what Dahlia did or didn’t do.
“I already said that I’m sorry…” she muttered.
“I don’t want your words of apology,” I replied coldly.
Dahlia eye’s returned to meet mine and I could sense the frustration in her gaze as she glared at me. She let out a sigh after a moment of silence as if she had made up her mind to give in.
“Then, what is it that you want?” she asked, although without much interest.
“Not much. I’ll let everything slide, if you tell me why you said those things,” I replied.