Vicky did not resist Tyler at first, but at this moment, she did not feel appalled at all apart from the fear
she felt from earlier.
â¦
The next day, Vicky woke up with dark eye bags.
She had woken up half an hour late as she would often wake up early to prepare breakfast for Tyler.
However, after what happened the night before, she did not know how to face him.
His handsome looks and cold demeanor had eaten away her guard. He did not seem interested in
women and would often be extremely distant, so Vicky forgot that he was still an adult man and that it
was dangerous for her to be alone with a man under the same roof.
What happened the night before was the perfect example of it.
She went to wash up and thought that Tyler must have already left at this time, only to find Tyler sitting
elegantly on the couch in the living room.
There was not a single wrinkle on his shirt, and his black trousers outlined his long legs.
He seemed to have returned to normalcy without a trace of his discomfited state the night before, nor
was there any guilt or embarrassment on his face.
She came to a sudden halt when she saw Tyler.
Tyler spotted her as well, but instead of choosing to run away like Vicky, he said, âLetâs talk.â
Vicky stood still for a while before dragging her feet over to him and sat on a spot that was furthest from
Tyler as though afraid he might pounce on her.
Vicky knew her action had no meaning and that she would be powerless if Tyler truly wanted to force
himself on her.
Silence fell over the room, and Tyler took the initiative to start. âLast night⦠Iâm sorry. I was drunk.â
Men would often blame their actions on alcohol as though anything could be excused if they were
intoxicated.
After a long silence, Vicky intended to respond when Tyler added, âI canâ¦take responsibility for what I
did.â
âTake responsibility?â Vicky thought as she gaped at him, wondering what prompted him to say
something so ridiculous.
Though they had come close to sleeping together, they did not do anything in the end, and she could
not bring herself to imagine what it would be like to date Tyler.
The thought alone felt extremely odd.
âItâs fine!â she blurted out sharply.
He lifted an eyebrow and looked at her. âAre you sure?â
âYes, Iâm sure.â She nodded. Worried that Tyler might not remember exactly what happened the night
before, she added, âNothingâ¦happened between us last night, soâ¦you donât have to take
responsibility for anything.â
He scowled. âNothing happened?â
âYes. We didnât go all the way last nightâ¦â
âBut I recall kissing you.â
âYou did kiss me, but you donât have to take responsibility for that.â
Even if they had spent the night together, no one would expect any consequence as long as the act
was consensual.
âTaking responsibility over a kiss⦠What year does he think weâre in?â she thought.
Though Vicky was an innocent woman, she knew that asking a man to date or even marry her over a
kiss seemed absurd.