Kevin gazed into Cynthia's eyes, having a faint hope that she meant what she just said.
His heart still hurt from what she did but if she feels a little remorseful, he might finally find the heart to forgive her.
But, her eyes radiated only arrogance with a tint of mockery.
Cynthia still felt he was below her.
"I went to sleep every night with your face in my head." She continued softly. "I didn't date any of the guys that were after me cause of you. I really missed you so much, my love."
Kevin got up from the couch, his disgust plain. "I'm really sorry about that, Cynthia. There's nothing I about do about that."
She got up as well. "You can compensate by giving me that special loving," she winked and smiled cockily. "You know, making me scream your name out in pleasure."