You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 442

’Why did I think it changed?!? Why was I so naive??! He’s supposed to be with her...! O-our being alive... What he said to us and the times we shared... None of it matters...!’

"Ngh! Sniff... I’m so stupid... an idiot... that’s what I am...! Hic..." — Pressing our eyes as if to force them to stop crying I couldn’t help but whine about this pain our heart was under... The realisation had been too much for us to take... We had called him somewhere I-... That we thought was special... only for him and I...

Yet in that very room he had once comforted us and... and mischievously stole a bit of our heart with that sneaky kiss... He had been with her... with the Female Lead meant for him... touching her in ways I can’t even start to think about because of how distressing it is to know so well while feeling like this.

’D*mn him... I hate him... I hate you, you idiot... why there of all places...’ — From the strong deception, my hands could not let my eyes alone. The scorch of the tears and the complexity I knew my expression was showing was something I couldn’t uncover, for I felt my face burn from embarrassment and sadness... from frustration at ourselves to feel for a moment euphoric to these feelings.

"In the end... it was from the beginning that I was naive..." — Moving so my back could support itself on the wall, I looked down at the hands that finally left my eyes. Finding trembling fingers on which palms tears would continue to fall. Making me laugh at the pathetic state I had ended in. — "Pf... ph... hah... I’ve been so stupid, really..."

"... Lady Marianne?"

"?!" — Immediately standing away from the wall, I turned my back, baffled at his sudden appearance while uselessly trying to stop the drops and cleaning them from our face that felt swollen and wet, unsalvageable no matter what I did. — ’Why is it him of all people??! D*mn my luck! This is the worst...!’

"... What are you doing in this place?... Did something happen?" — With the echo of his steps, I felt him coming closer... and I felt helpless as I knew there was no way I could make it so Clemente wouldn’t notice we had been crying. Much less, once he walked around us, ultimately seeing what I tried to avoid. — "My Lady... why are you crying? Are you unwell? Did something upset you?"

I shook my head denying and lying so obviously he didn’t buy it.

"Lady Marianne, something must have happened for yourself to be in this state. Was it someone that bothered you?... It is good I went out of the Hall... How come you are here on your own?"

’... The same I could ask you... but I know too well why you’re here.’ — I answered inwardly, thinking that it was a given that if I was to cross paths with someone, it would be Clemente... It was written after all...

"I came out to look for Lady Karina who disappeared and her father is searching... I did not think I would meet you here, however..." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

’... See?... I already knew it.’ — I mumbled within ourselves, biting our lip not to spout at him because of the exasperation this all provoked in us.

"Lady Marianne, let us go somewhere else, you cannot stay here in this state." — Seeing how his hand tried to support our back... as if... as if trying to comfort us, I felt my rage come back. But I managed to draw away to convey that wasn’t what I wanted. Only making him persist... which wasn’t that much like him... but then again, everyone I’ve met here doesn’t seem to be who I thought they were. — "... Ninth, truly do allow me. Your demeanour is concerning..."

’What do you even know?... All I want is to be alone right now.’

Taking some distance, I shook my head strongly while feeling feverish from all the crying. And yet, he wouldn’t let it go with that calm tone of his... that only frustrated me.

"... Is it difficult to tell? If it is like that I am not to inquire, yet please, I cannot avert my eyes from what is happening. You look unwell."

"..."

"If you like I can send word for someone of your family to come..."

’No. Stop.’

"Or maybe I could take you to them."

’No. I said, stop it.’

"... Lady Marianne, let myself at least help you."

It was enough. My patience wasn’t one that could take any more of these people’s kindness that I now doubt so deeply. I was trembling with rage at the simple fact he thought I needed his or someone’s help. The problem was probably him in itself that was saying this to me because... the more he asked and persisted, the more he tried to approach me... the more I remembered he shouldn’t be here. That no matter if I told him yes to his wish to comfort me... somehow he would later be comforting that... that woman.

And I couldn’t hold back the tremble of our chin that was eager to let words out once his hand once again tried to reach us.

"Let me take you somewhere else." — He got to say before I avoided his hand so evidently. And I opened my eyes, now glaring at him and feeling more enraged once I saw his calm face while I felt pathetic.

"I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to be left alone."

"... L-Lady Marianne, you’re talking?"

"What does it matter? I said I didn’t want to go. Now that you heard me will you listen?"

"... You are not in a state I can grant that-"

"Who cares!? I said I want to be alone!..." — Once I raised my voice, again I felt surprised at ourselves, lifting our head to see his astonishment... to quickly lower it, since... truthfully, he hadn’t done anything to deserve my outrage.

Hence, with great effort, I tried to tell him as kindly as I could manage... that I needed him to leave this issue alone... — "Nh... I just... I just want to be alone... you should just leave... please... I’m asking this of you, Duke Noverrne..."