With widened eyes and mouth falling open, Angela stared at Gael whose grey eyes seemed to bore into her. "W-What are you doing?"
"What are 'you' doing?" He returned her question, the heat from his hand transferred to her skin, making her feel as though she was being scalded. His tone merely sounded that he was curious. However, she felt as if he was more than just that.
"What do you mean?"
"Isn't that him?" When she raised a brow in question, he clarified, "Isn't that your ex? Are you actually going to answer it?"
