Sixty-Seven

Zyrielle's POV.

My eyes widened at his words. He was kidding me right now, how would he even imagine that this would work out? He knew how I felt about a lot of things but was still trying to get me to talk about what not, I was already tired and didn't want to continue this conversation because I felt like it was pointless.

"You have every right to be angry but it still doesn't take away the fact that that man is a good man. I know how you must feel but we still need to understand each other properly. I guess that is still lacking." I began.

Rain didn't look pleased by my dismissing reply and I was enjoying his dilemma. This was one of the few times that I have seen him shown intense emotion. "Do you have any feelings for him?" He inquired and I blinked in shock.

"What?" I spluttered. "Have feelings for who? The doctor?" I inquired again to be sure that we were on the same page. He was delusional to think that I had feelings for someone I considered a friend or not even more than