Genevieve, on her way back home in the evening after spending more time with the tutor than normal, had a smile graced on her lips as she thought back on what they did together. She remembered those little details than the activities done, like when he held her when she was about to fall, when his hands slightly brushed her skin as they walked, the stares she got from him just by looking into his eyes, how he smiled happily when she said something that sounded funny to him. It was soon that reality dawned on her and she stopped walking. She stood on the road and the smile on her lips slowly faded as she now placed a hand on her chest close to where her heart was. She couldn't keep denying it anymore and she knows it…she has feelings for the tutor.
"Genevieve."
