This Is My Lover

The tea room was filled with the aroma of tea. William was delicately wiping off the saliva on his phone with a handkerchief. Through the curling steam, Kenneth had his gaze fixed upon William, exerting an invisible pressure that wasn't aggressive. William asked, "What did she say to you?" "Indeed, she did have a conversation with me. Have you also been subject to the same ramblings from her?" "If they were indeed ramblings, why would you feel the need to probe?" "I rather believe that there has been some misunderstanding at hand. I'm just trying to clear up the situation, dispel the confusion." "What if it's not a misunderstanding?" Kenneth stared at William for a while before replying, "I will always trust your character and your feelings for your loved one. I also respect Lawrence’s judgement in people." With a shift in his tone, he added, "If this isn’t a misunderstanding, I will pledge my utmost support to Lawrence in pursuing what he wants to do. As I’ve mentioned before, the peo