When the reality dawned upon her that she overreacted, she groaned, palming her face.

Sayantika's POV.

Fine. I overreacted, but it's not my mistake, right? He is being confusing. Last night he was talking only about his ex, and then at midnight he went on touching me.

'Touching you with your consent,' my conscience retorted. Of course there was consent, but he is manipulative, and he is not as good as he is pretending. Something is wrong with him, and I hate myself for always reacting to his touch like a whore.

Ugh. How could he just touch me when he has feelings for some other girl? I am not...