Alan said. "I always thought you were an arrogant person, standing aloof before us. But there you were, smiling and coming to help me when I was falling."
"It was a simple action from you, but for me, it meant a lot. After that day, I always watched your actions, what you did, every small thing you did."
"So, you stalked me? People change, you know that." Isolde smirked.
"I am the epitome of those arrogant and aloof qualities you mentioned."
"You can ask other people who know me. Why do you think I have no friends?"
"Yes, I was stalking you; even after that day, we never met again," Alan said, his gaze deepening as he spoke in a serious tone.
"You can say what you want, but I know you do it to protect yourself. Isolde, why else are your eyes filled with bitterness and sadness every day?"
