"Listen here, I didn't change myself to impress you, my life doesn't revolve around you, and what you think and what you say!" I shout angrily, my finger aggressively pointing to his chest. "I changed for me, alright." I snarl. His eyes grow big, I wonder what's going through his mind. But he sighs, a lump of defeat is being forced down his throat. "I'm sorry for my change in heart." He says defeated.