An awkward silence filled the room when you sat down in front of my Neta. The girl's dislike for me is palpable, her icy gaze says more than words could ever say. The tension in the air was heavy, and it seemed that neither of you knew how to bridge the gap between us. The seconds ticked awkwardly, the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioner. You tried to think of something to say, to break the awkward silence in some way, but there was nothing in your head, sitting in awkward silence, nervously fingering your fingers. You didn't know what happened. Usually, if you did something terrible that upset Neta, she would immediately tell you about it. Neta doesn't always like to keep a grudge to herself. But then what did you do wrong that there was such an awkward silence and intense tension between you?

Neta's cold eyes finally looked up from the heavy book she had been reading for an hour and rested on you for a moment before returning to her book with the eloquent title "How not to kill a Man if you want to?". It looks like a hint. A very bold hint... You could feel the weight of her anger and frustration, like a heavy blanket suffocating the room. You knew you had offended her, but at that moment the right words and apologies seemed to elude me. Although, in the end, the words came out of Neta's mouth on their own.

Come here.

Neta said it simply and without a hint of emotion in her voice. When she usually asked to come to her, Neta wanted to be hugged. But now, as it turned out, "hugs" were absolutely not what she was interested in. Neta's gaze was icy, burning through, as if you had destroyed something valuable to her. Heavily...