Evelyn gulped the contents of her glass, it was too sad for her, too, too sad. She felt heartbroken and angry at everyone around her. It did not help that room had not even called her once to make sure that she was all right or to just ask where she was.
She palmed her entire face in her hands. Thinking about it he had sold her after all so of course he had no concerns for her. She wanted to kill him and be done with them but she knew that at her very core she would die of guilt after doing that.
She just wanted to do something, something bad to him.
"If you continue to grip it, the glass will break in your hands. I would hate to have a pretty lady bleed all over me."
She frowned and turned to look at who it was. Looking him up and down with the shrews eyes like she had seen her mother do to people a thousand times she narrowed her eyes at him and said, "What do you want?"
He smiled. "Why are you angry?"
