'Proving?' Samara scanned him up and down, and found him weird in a good way. She was not sure what was wrong with her but something about him made her feel at ease. It was strange for her to feel this way but she can't help it.
"Wanna know how deep the water is? 'Jump' There is no use in standing near it and hoping someone will help you measure it." "You are a beautiful young lady. You don't have to appreciate your beauty but please don't underestimate it. Okay?"
Samara nodded her head like she was hypnotised by the deep dark black eyes that's staring at her. His gaze was so sharp that she felt like her inner most feelings are exposed in front of him.
Seeing her nodding her cute little face, he felt his mouth twitch into a curve involuntarily.
"Now show me your moves"
"My moves?" Samara blinked and titled her head like she was considering something serious.
"Yes. Your moves. What moves did you use to make that loser fall for you?" Seeing her still deep in thought he cried "Come On"
She snapped out of her daze hearing his shouts. She lowered her eye lashes and refused to meet his gaze like she had done a terrible crime.
"I didn't"
"You didn't, what?" Ben was totally confused and a little irritated by her behavior.
"I didn't do any moves. I don't have any moves. It was him who proposed me."
"He took the initiative and proposed you." Ben titled his head deep in his own thoughts. "Why?"
"Huh?" Samara was confused by his series of questions and let a questioning sound.
"It was clearly him who wanted to be with you but why did he turn his back on you all of a sudden? How long have you guys been together?"
Samara lowered her eye lashes and raised her fingers to point 3.
Three Years? Did he feel bored or was he using her as a tool?