bit provoked. "You''re belittling my opinion."
He sighed, leaning towards her once again, his words earnest. "Please. I beg you."
She remained silent, turning her body towards the other side. Andre circled around and knelt beside her, clasping his hands together in a pitifully submissive gesture.
"Edith?" His blue, watery eyes gazed directly at her. "Didith, Dodith, Ditoto..."
The girl suddenly burst into laughter. "Oh, stop it! Who gave you permission to call me that?"
Andre also broke into a smile. This leader, cold as ice in the National Convention, now looked like a carefree big child.
She opened her palms towards him, their hands lightly interlocked on her skirt. Despite the winter day, the room felt warm and cozy.