Zila's PoV

"What's wrong, Zila?" JM asked worriedly.

"I can't pretend anymore," I suppressed a sob. I lay down on the bed and curled up. "It's --- it's heavy on my chest, JM. I don't want to fool the man anymore."

I heard my friend's weak sigh.

"Why, Zila ?I thought you could? That you just like that situation? Wait ... I guess ... "

I sobbed even more. To be able to heard it from another person's mouth might be painful.

"You already love Zehel, what?"

I bit the comforter on the top of the bed to stop me from crying. I don't want to roar while talking to...