"How's it?" She asked, looking at me in anticipation.

"Do you want me to praise you?" I asked back, raising a brow.

"What do you mean?"

"What's the point of asking when you know you are good?" I shrugged, tilting my head in confusion.

"It's good, right?"

"Duh," Getting up, she gave me my stuff as I left.

"Take care." She waved, bidding me goodbye.

For a moment I felt like we are a typical couple whose bond was based upon vows and eternal fondness but this was an idiotic delusion.

Only if we were one.

If I was being honest, I didn't know myself what relation I had with...