She may be jealous herself. Father doesn't begrudge us those few hours and thinks it's nice we get along so well.
Margot likes Peter too, but feels that three people can't talk about the same things as two.
Furthermore, Mother thinks Peter's in love with me. To tell you the truth, I wish he were.
Then we'd be even, and it'd be a lot easier to get to know each other. She also claims he's always looking at me.
Well, I suppose we do give each other the occasional wink. But I can't help it if he keeps admiring my dimples, can I?
I'm in a very difficult position. Mother's against me and I'm against her. Father turns a blind eye to the silent struggle between us.
Mother is sad, because she still loves me, but I'm not at all unhappy, because she no longer means anything to me.
As for Peter... I don't want to give him up. He's so sweet and I admire him so much.
He and I could have a really beautiful relationship, so why are the old folks poking their noses into our business again?
Fortunately, I'm used to hiding my feelings, so I manage not to show how crazy I am about him.
Is he ever going to say anything? Am I ever going to feel his cheek against mine, the way I felt Petel's cheek in my dream?
Oh, Peter and Petel, you're one and the same! They don't understand us;
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