There Are Ties That Are Unplanned

She looked at me steadily. The eyes were green and the skin extremely fair. The nose was small and the few hairs reflected in the artificial light of the lamp in coppery blondes.

- Did they think we're related just because we have the same color eyes? It's funny, because other than that, we don't have anything like it. I think they project a lot of expectations on you. And we can't always do what the other expects...

Suddenly she stopped smiling and her lips twisted into a slight pout. Fuck, did I say something wrong? Was it his fault that he wasn't her father? No of course not.

- OK sorry. I didn't even know you were able to understand. But if you understand, why don't you speak?

She was still making an attempt to cry and I was completely confused and worried about what I could have said that offended her.

- Maybe we'll talk about something else? Like... Well... Why don't you have a teddy bear in your room? Do kids still like teddy bears? I had one... I cried when Nic threw it away.