After they left, Michael squinted his eyes towards her looking for an explanation.
Sara got up, ignored his stares as if she didn't notice. She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.
Michael followed him, standing beside her,"What do you want?"Sara asked, looking at him.
"Don't you think you have to give me an explanation?" Michael asked.
"No." Sara shrugged her shoulders.
Michael was silent for sometime. 'How can her mouth be so sharp?' he thought. He was sure his sharp tongue could cut anything in this world.
"I see, but I want my explanation." He said standing in front of her, he blocked her ways by his hands and leaned closer to her.
Sara gulped in nervousness. "What are you doing?" Sara asked nervously.
"Getting my explanation." Michael whispered in her ears.
"Let me go." Sara tried to push him away but he didn't even bounce back.
