"So that's why you looked so sad yesterday…" Henry muttered.
"Eh? Was it that obvious?" Kate asked, surprised that he had noticed so much. "I thought I hid it well."
Henry smiled apologetically, "You do. But I've come to know you quite well. So it's obvious only to me."
"You're so cheesy, God," Kate couldn't help chuckling, "We're not that close, Henry. You can just say that I looked like crap yesterday so you assumed I was depressed, no need to lie."
'But I'm not lying…' Henry insisted in his heart, but he knew that she wouldn't accept it. Kate was a tough lady who rarely showed her true feelings.
He doubted that anyone else could tell her true emotions. But Henry's full attention had always been on Kate these days, and the more he watched over her, the more he learned to read her body language.
But he knew that Kate wouldn't believe him, so all he could do was to assure her that everything would be alright.
