“How can you do this to me? Leaving me after I gave you everything? After I gave you all of me?!”
A loud noise keeps on echoing in Krisha's head when he heard Giovanni shouted. She feels nothing, just like before. She doesn't care about him and she doesn't give a damn about what Giovanni was saying. She just wants to go and leave the man after having sex for almost one month with him.
“What the hell are you saying? You don't give me a damn thing and whether if you did, I will not care about it,” she straightly stated as if nothing really matters to her.
Giovanni face changed as if he can't believe of what he's hearing right now. It's like a joke to him that after a month of spending his time for Krisha, he gets an answer that he never expected.
“I thought we're together the day you've come to my house and we started dating—”
He wasn't able to finish what he was trying to say when Krisha interrupted.
“There is no you and me. It's nothing for me... really. It doesn't concern me as long as I'm having a satisfaction with you... you know. Maybe, we could just have a time together for a last time.”
Krisha made her way to Giovanni. She started pointing out her fingers to his chest, trying to seduce him.
Krisha knows that if she reveals herself to people, their perspective about her will change, but it doesn't concern her for as long as she can control herself.
“I really like your body... really” Krisha stated as she glares to Giovanni.
She knows that it will make her dirty whenever she tries to seduce men just to give her an orgasm, but it doesn't matter to her as long as she can keep herself calm. She has a disorder where she can't control herself when it comes to sex and she never wanted it, the disorder wants her to feel it.
Everytime Krisha's getting an orgasm, she can't help but to feel dirty, but as she keeps thinking about her disorder, it'll suddenly go away as if nothing really happened.
“Why do you keep on doing this to me? What am I really to you?” Giovanni asked Krisha that made her stop.
Giovanni is not aware about Krisha's disorder and he just thinks that it's normal for someone to be aroused and to have sex.
“What am I to you?” Giovanni asked for the second time around.
Krisha faced him, bravely as if she's trying to be strong, even though she's no longer have the guts to stand in front of the man she turns down too many times.
She knows that Giovanni is serious about her, but she can't really be serious about him for she will be destroyed. She hates love and she doesn't want to involve herself in a relationship where only pain she'll get.
She knows that Giovanni is different from those men she met and she spent her night with, but thinking about her disorder making her feel bad about herself.
“I love you, Krisha,” Giovanni whispered that made Krisha stopped permanently.
She tried to move her feet so she could turn around him and run away, but something stops her from doing it and she doesn't know what it is.
“I love you.”
