Dangerous Romance - Season 1 - Episode 38

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Dangerous Romance - Season 1 - Episode 38

“no way, what do you actually want me to think about your body features,” I half yelled .

“C’mon, but your told me what you liked about Leo” he complains and I sighed,
“that’s because he’s not here” I tell him.


“so you’re secretly crushing my on him behind his back” mason said dramatically and I shot him a glare, if looks could kill, he would have been dead by now.
“oops, I’m sorry, but please I just want to know more about me, coming from Somebody else” he said and I sighed and gave in.


“okay well, you’re handsome I like your eyes, it’s a perfect combination, of grey and blue and well you have beautiful hair it’s golden brown and well your smile, it’s kind of put someone at ease, you have a beautiful smile too” I tell Mason and he was kind of frozen staring at me..


“mason?..” I called and waved my hand in front of his face but it seems like he was lost in thoughts.


“mason!” I yelled and shook his shoulder. And he finally got a hold of himself
“sorry, I just.. You really see all that in me?” he asked and I nod. And he looked away slowly
“you’re the one who asked me to tell you what I think about your face features and now you’re the one acting weird!” I said still holding his shoulder.

“sorry, I got lost” he said and I rolled my eyes. And he still seemed lost
“I feel a little off.. I-i need to go.” mason said standing up.
“you are one weird man” I tell him and he smiled a bit before walking out of my room..
“remember to pick your jacket from the couch!” I yelled as he closed the door. “sure” he yelled back and I sighed and la!d back on my bed.


I don’t know what’s wrong with him but I know it’s not something I should be worried about.


I got up from my bed and start to move about in my room not knowing what to do.. I have to pick an outfit for my job tomorrow, I thought and moved to my closet, when I got there I sighed and gave up cause seeing my clothes pile up in the closet made me cringe it’s not like I’m trying to impress anyone with my dressing so I better just let that go, tomorrow I’ll just wear anything my hands touch.

After spending some boring time alone in the house all by my self my mom finally came back from work, and I was glad I saw someone could talk to but our conversation wasn’t so good.. My mom didn’t sound like herself at all.
“honey, it’s time we talk about you” she said to me after watching a movie together.
“what about me?” I asked at tuned to her.
“isn’t it time for you to move on” she said with a frown.
“move on to where?” I asked in a playful tone.


“Penelope Loretta vandale, this is not a joke, I am being serious right now, when will you move on, I know Richard turned your world upside down, but you have to move on.. Hmhm.. Every girl has to get married someday, and I’ve prayed so hard for you to do that also with Richard but he messed up, but I want you to move on… Get a new life pen” my mom said and I glared at her.
“mom i have moved on, moving on doesn’t mean I have to date some random guy just because Richard left me you’re actually forcing me to go throw myself at a guy now, so we can just get married” I said angrily and my mom gasped.
“no I’m not saying you should throw yourself at any guy, I just want you to just try and make some new friends” my mom said.
“new friend? Or you mean new boyfriend” I stated and my mom sighed.
“alright fine! I want you to get married to any guy because, Mrs Grundy’s daughter is getting married next week.. And well everyone got all excited and asked me if you’re going to stay single forever or get married soon like Mrs Grundy’s daughter.” my mom said and I stood up angrily.
“mom that is her life, and this is mine, I get married to whoever I love and when it’s my turn to get married, I will, you can’t force me into marriage mom, it’s takes for just the two people to be just the opposite sex,.. You can’t compare me to Mrs Grundy’s daughter okay! And I don’t care if I get married at the age of fifty, cause that’s my life.. So please don’t force me into marriage” I yelled and walked upstairs angrily. I can’t believe my mom! But what.
I can’t blame her I’m her only daughter and she just wants the best for me, but she’s just going to far.