She looked at her as she told her what she was: late, disobedient, and not capable of answering her question. She was speechless hearing her remarks as her heart felt heavy, face growing redder and hotter by each second.<br/><br/>She raised her eyes once gain to gaze at her and see if she was still mad at her for coming late and not meeting her expectations. She looked at her attentively and soft smile slipped from corner of her lips seeing how she ordered her a drink. She knew she was caring and definitely cared for her but at times she had to punish her for her mistakes.<br/><br/>She nodded and held her drink in her hand as it wet her fingers a little, “It’s still cold.” With a cheeky smile on her face she spoke, “Cheers. And I really mean it…I am sorry.” She left it at that waiting to see if she is back to her usual self and not mad at her.<br/>