"But what?"
The words of Lucas Sandy were barely out of his mouth when Alette Larson interrupted him excitedly, her emotions somewhat out of control. Her normally enviable patience was completely gone at this moment. "You're just playing with my feelings! You came out of nowhere to mess with me, and when you got me, you just dumped me! Lucas, has no one ever told you to take responsibility?!"
Alette was talking, tears pattering down her face. Her red, tear-filled eyes sparkled with glistening teardrops, making her look both watery and pitiable. Lucas felt a sting in his heart, followed by a faint sweetness similar to honey.
"Alette, I did not play with your feelings!"
