"I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" Ash asked while walking into the kitchen. "Mila, I am talking to you for goodness sake! Have I done something wrong?" He asked again when she gave him a cold shoulder.

"No, you haven't done anything wrong. I am just mad at myself. I take time telling people who I consider friends all about my problems; I confess my fear to them; I tell them about my hopes; I hope that they will tell me about themselves as well, but when it comes to their things," she quoted midair with both index fingers, "they are none of my business." She chuckled, filled her...