I didn't say anything at work after that. He's still like that. He hasn't changed.

"Are you okay Ava?" asked by Marge. It's three in the afternoon and we're having coffee in the hotel lounge.

"Yes. I just have a headache."

"What is that! Tomorrow is our outing and you still have a headache?"

"M-Maybe I won't come."

"Huh?!" she dropped the coffee and luckily it didn't spill.

"Why?!"

"I just have a headache. Besides, I don't like going out."

The truth. I just really want to avoid Faustino. If only I could resign right now.

It's hard to be hurt again and again by just one person.

I love...