"Why?"
"What?"
"There must be a reason why you're sorry," he replied, still indifferent.
Well, he seemed to have recovered from his previous stutter. There was that, at least.
Evelina heard muffled sniggers from the two people watching them. She smiled tightly, wanting to throw them out so badly, but choosing to ignore them instead. There was a reason she was keeping them, and that would be easing the building tension between her and the witch.
The way West had been giving her a hard time just by looking at her was already difficult enough, she could not afford another argument with him. Yet seeing him now felt like her heart wanted to come out of her chest, maybe crumble.
She could not help but admire his hooded gaze, ablazed and penetrating. It was different from how he usually looked at her. Like there was more. Just like when he caught him staring at her back at the cafe.
