I hate myself right now . I ca n't even remember the name of the story . Here 's the bit : A smile would have done it , but there could be no happiness between them . His eyes shone with a longing someone more innocent than her would have suspected less of .

Question: How does the narrator feel about themselves right now ?
Answer: They are filled with happiness .None of the above choices .They are self - loathing .They are happy with a smile thinking of themselves .