"It hurts, so much that you don't care about me. It makes me wonder why you can't listen to me, why you don't talk to me." Belinda says, hurt written all over her face.
How can I tell her that I care?
She places her hands on her back when I try to reach for it. "Brenda, there is no need for you to pretend now that you care when you don't. It is really insulting." Belinda says and smiles.
I think the smile is to hide the fact that she is hurting. I can't help but wonder, why wait for me to come to her and then tell me this? I open my mouth to assure her that I care but she stops me. I guess she doesn't want me to say anything.
She says, "there is no need for you to say anything. Let's do this, how about we forget we had this conversation and wait for the address so we can go and check, if we get they were lying as you claimed, I will go to my home and you will never see me, ever."
