Charles's POV

I got into my car parked behind the café reminiscing on how Helena turned me down and how I spoke to her. I felt unhappy for what I said and her silence then was what was bothering me immensely. I pondered on what she would be thinking of me now. "A crazy mean jerk as always," I said aloud and banged my right palm on the steering. Why would I care? I have always been like this and that won't change. I suddenly came down from the car and I headed to the café to tell her to be back home quickly. As soon as I got there,...