You are not someone special Dove, it is just him who is a gentleman. Stop over thinking your place. Dove thought.
She sighed and looked away.
Dante on the other hand, turned towards Dove and a wide grin came to settle on his face, and he went over to her, who had her head lowered down, looking at the files.
"Dove," he called for her gently. And Dove who had her head casted downwards bit her lips and closed her eyes. Stop being so gentle with me- she wanted to say out loud.
Seeing that she did not reply, Dante lowered his head towards her again, and called out for her again, "Dove, listen to me. I have something to tell you."
"Hm, what is it, Dante?" Dove replied, her voice straight, but low. And she did not raise her head yet, still 'skimming' through the papers. But Dante did not seem to mind it, he continued saying, "I brought ice creams for you. Eat it. Grandpa once told me that you loved ice creams more than anything in the world. Haha, how sweet."
