Chapter 18 All Women Are Bitches

Clare: I can understand from the tone of his voice that he was very much serious about it. I think he is worried about something, something is eating him from inside, he doesn't look well to me. I was confused if I should ask him or not.

I stood there for some time, watched him close his laptop. Something from his laptop may disturb him. This is the second time I observed him changing his mood after looking away from his laptop. Can it be his business? Is anything wrong with his company? Can be. He was sitting on his bed with both of his hands beside him. I slowly walked towards him and sit beside him. I gently started rubbing my hand on his back. Trying to calm him down.

"What's wrong?" I asked him looking at his face, trying to read his face.

"Nothing" he replied without looking at my face

"You can tell me, I'm here to listen," I said to him

"Nothing that important," he said, raised up, and stood in front of me.