Belle's face flushed a deep crimson, her eyes widening in sheer shock as Eli's words echoed in her mind once more. In truth, she had heard them clearly the moment they left his lips, but her immediate defense mechanism had been to brush them off, letting them slide right out the other ear.
(Look. Eli said those words thoughtlessly. He didn't mean anything by his words.)
[But it should be the truth. Isn't it during a fight that the words you've been keeping suddenly expose you?]
(Eli is different.)
[Belle, why do you keep avoiding his feelings for you?]
(No, Ceres. I am not avoiding anything. He just doesn't have those kinds of feelings for me. Stop making assumptions.)
[Fine! Don't come crying to me once you are too late.]
(That's not going to happen.)
