"Baby, look at me." She pouts softly, grabbing your chin to make you look at her.

After six months of following around her like a dog of hers, obsessed and in love, it was her turn to realize what it was like to be ignored.

She winces softly, hugging your side.

"Is it my punishment?" She asks, her sweet voice making it sound like an intro of a new song where she says nothings.

She nuzzles her nose in your shoulder, the height difference still so obvious even when both of you are sat.