When she said that, his hands quivered and he clenched them as he looked at her head. He didn't know the reason but he felt uncomfortable with the way she spoke. He knew it had more to do with his feelings and not her. If she had said those same words a few days ago, he could have sworn that he wouldn't be so bothered by them but now… What was the reason? Why did he not like how she said those words casually to him?
As he was lost in thought, Willow looked around the room and saw a notepad and a pen on the table. She went ahead to pick them and started writing some things down.
''What are you doing?'' Matthew asked when he saw her busily writing.
''A contract'' Willow looked up to meet his gaze, ''a peaceful treaty for a peaceful coexistence. That will favour both of us and also enable us to live peacefully with each other without fighting''
''A peace treaty?''
