Tim and Clara were seen standing under a tree, at a public playground, alone.
Clara had to choose a quiet place so it wouldn't look like she was embarrassing him. There weren't many people around.
Those in the vicinity were at a far distance.
"Are you okay? You didn't pick my call." Tim said, trying to not be bothered by Clara's cold expression.
"I don't wish to be rude to you, cause I consider you a friend from the start and respect you. You chase me yet you never went out of line.
I always appreciate that, but it seems you don't have that sense of respect anymore." Clara said, looking him in the eyes without blinking.
"..." Tim was dumbfounded.
'Did I heard her right? Or my ears are playing a trick on me?' he asked in his head, while looking at her.
"Like I said the last time, I don't have interest in any man for now, and you know what? Even if I decided to start having an interest, I will never look at you once.
