Chapter 129 Loved One Hundred And Twenty Nine

• Ophelia paced around her room; she could not believe her ears. She wondered why she felt so angry and violated to hear him say that he liked her when that was what she wanted. It truly did not make sense, but that was how her mind decided it wanted to work at that time.
• She sat on her bed, pressed her forehead with her fingers, and closed her eyes tightly. This was not how any of this was supposed to go. She did not know how it was supposed to go, but this was not it.
• She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a knock on the door. "I know you do not want to talk to me," his voice rang through the door.