(CLOE'S POV)
I don't know if I'm right, but I had decided to open the door and let Ziggy in. Ziggy's lips curved to a smile when he finally saw me from the door gap. He may have noticed my hesitation that he decided to push the door slightly.
I don't know why, but I wasn't offended seeing him using a little force on me. It somehow took me out of my breath, and I found it cute. If only I can allow myself to feel that way. Yes, I should not because I don't want to fall deeply and continuously to him.
I maybe can't deny that I loved him. I always did. However, I need to hold myself from that emotion because of that plan. Maturity means practicality. That's why I find it hard to understand myself. Why am I doing this? Why am I letting him get inside the room?
