Chapter 13 The Chains That Bind Us Part 4

• Emi.
• The truth is, I don't know why I reacted that way, but ever since I felt that man distancing himself from me, after making me desire him and feel things I had never felt before, my pride, the worst of my problems, my great pride felt wounded, and I wanted him to come back to me. I had always heard that men are like animals who, in the face of any kind of insinuation from a woman, cannot control themselves, but apparently even for that damn Perseus, it's different. Not only can he control himself, but on top of that, he has hurt my pride.
• Of course, my hand moved on its own accord when I felt it hitting his cheek. It was as if I saw it in slow motion and my inner self screamed for that hand to stop, but it didn't happen that way, logically. Shame and humiliation quickly flooded me, replacing all desire and frustration. Above all, the desire to disappear grew stronger. That feeling that I had messed up big time. It tore me apart enough, with my hands trying to cover my face unsuccessfully, with an expression of regret.