"Anger, resentment, and jealousy don't change the heart of others—they only change yours." ~ Shannon L. Alder
Vasilisa Smirnov
"Can you just tell me what is wrong with you" i pushed again, hoping to break through his hardened glare. He stared at me like he wanted to say something but thought against it.
"Nothing is wrong with me, Vasilisa" He exhaled, reaching over to grab a glass from the overhead cup board. "I'm just not in the mood to put on a smile and laugh along with you and your boyfriend, i'm fine where i am".
I didn't miss his selective choice of words, I did remember him mistaking Massim as my boyfriend when we first met but later on he got the term correct, why had he suddenly reverted back to his previous misconception.
"Go back and finish your food, Vasilia" He grunted, running his hands through his hair. "I'm going over to the footage room".
