The Heartless Persona

"Come on, be one hundred percent honest. What do you think of me?"

He stared at her for a moment with a small smile on his face as they continued to hold hands.

"I think that you're fake and that you don't know who you are yet. I think the way you treat people is horrible. I also think that you use your looks to get whatever you want. But, underneath all of that, I think deep down, you're a good person. So, sure, you're pretty, but you're not beautiful. If you want me to play your game, I will. But remember, you're not the only one who knows how to play."

Keri gaped at him, with her eyes wide and mouth open. No one had ever spoken to her like that. Not even him. Her heart slowed down and she was at a loss for words.

He still held that small smile on his lips while he watched her reaction.

She closed her mouth and stood up straighter, regaining her composure.

"Fine. But remember: it's my game and I can change the rules whenever I want," she smiled.