āYou keep pretending like youāre the Queen of Ice, like thereās ice all around your heart, so that no one can really hurt you because no one really knows you,ā he said. āBut thatās not being strong and independent. Thatās being scared and weak.ā
āMaybe I am,ā she replied, her eyes fixed on the ground. āMaybe Iām weak. Maybe being afraid to open up, maybe growing ice around my heart seems like Iām not trying hard enough to feel. But maybe, maybe Iām not ready yet! Maybe I donāt really know who I am inside yet, and itās easier to live without showing everyone my vulnerability!ā
He bit his lower lip when her head tilted up and her eyes fixed on his. Heād expected her to be sad, and maybe she was, but in her eyes were full of confidence. Confidence and a little bit of anger.
āBut you know what? Itās none of your business. And I donāt care if you think Iām weak or scared. Because I like living this way. Iām not unhappy. And as long as Iām happy, thereās no need to change. And if youāre hoping you could be the guy to unthaw my heart, then youāll either have to give me the time to destroy the ice myself, or youāll have to take your own heart, and walk away.ā