Chapter 22 Confessions

• "You mean asking you about if you are okay is a dream?" Ansel laughed. "Why do you think this is a dream?"
• Trinia folded her arms and frowned at Ansel. "This is surreal because I know you and you hate me so much that you can bear to be with me at all!" Trinia heaved a sigh and sat down on the ground. "I am not sure if I am supposed to be saying this but I think you are bipolar. "
• "Bipolar?" Ansel furrowed her brows at her. I am bipolar?"