Viola

When I realized that Mathew was standing nearby, I panicked. I went about my business as if I wasn't aware of his presence. I tried to keep my emotions under control, and I believe I was successful in concealing my feelings for him, concealing how much I missed him, and concealing how I wanted to run to his chest and hug him tightly, confessing that I couldn't live without him.

Nonetheless, I wished to be stronger; therefore, I could not and would not kneel down as a whore and pretend that nothing had happened.

He should be the one who takes care of this matter.

No, even his words...