It was an awkward couple of seconds.
Shortly after my words, the surroundings turned quiet as neither one of us spoke.
'Fuck…'
I wanted to curse myself.
Of all the things that I could've said, those were the words that left my mouth.
Seriously?
I wanted to bash my head against a wall, but right as I was about to do so, I paused and realized something.
'…Am I even wrong?'
Realistically speaking, she was undeniably beautiful—so much so that one might even think she was an alien of sorts. And the truth was, she knew it, so technically, there was nothing wrong with what I had said.
'Right, she should be used to this. She's probably unfazed by my words.'
I was just about to double down when Delilah spoke,
"…Can you say that again?"
"Hm?"
I raised my head and looked at her.
She was staring at me with her usual, intense gaze. No… it looked even more intense than usual.
In fact, her mouth appeared to be open, the edges of her lips pulled into a weird, yet creepy smile.
