I step out of my room and walk into my living room. I'm not sure what he's planned, but whatever it is, he must have put in some effort. So I don't want to be in a fowl mood. I want to at least pretend to be happy. I really was, up until I heard about that woman.
What is wrong with me? Why am I so concerned about a woman from his past? There are so many women around him now, and I'm not even bothered about them the way I'm bothered about the woman in his past.
Maybe that's because they say he had loved her. It makes me wonder again, what does he feel for me? And why did he lie about never proposing to anyone before? How could they have been engaged if he didn't propose to her?
