It's been 2 days and Link's been pestering me to do the thing I hated the most. Link and I had dinner and were in the elevator when he started again.
"Kiet." He started.
"For heaven's sake. No. I don't want to talk about this, Link." I said with a pissed tone.
"How can you say that?. You need to tell her." He demanded.
"Your floor's here. Get out." I said with a cold tone.
"I'm not going until we talk out of it." He said while folding his hands towards his chest.
"Fine," I said while shrugging my shoulders and pressed my floor's button.
"Kiet, understand. You can't ignore her." Here we go again.
"Try me," I said with a smirk.
"Quit playing. I'm being serious."
"So am I. I don't want to talk about her." I said with a stern tone.
"Goodbye," I said and left the elevator. I was at my door when Link grabbed my hand.
"What?" I asked while freeing my hand from his grip.
