Although annoyed, Veronica reluctantly placed the books back while glancing at the man beside her who was also helping, even though she didn't need any assistance. It was just a few books, nothing heavy.
"You know I can do it myself, right?" she snapped coldly.
"I know, I just wanted to help," Zayn replied softly, continuing to place each book on its respective shelf after reading the spine to ensure the alphabetical order was correct.
Veronica wanted to ask him to stop, but deep down, she also felt happy that someone was willing to help without expecting anything in return—a feeling she quickly dismissed, recalling her life experiences over the past two years. Everyone had their own agenda, acting nice only when they needed something. That was what she had experienced and would never forget.
