Because Anne felt that she was being watched, she turned her head and saw Alan, who was staring at her without blinking. For a moment, Anne was lost in her feelings and almost mentioned Jack's name. But finally, she realized that the man who was staring at her was not Jack, the man she had been waiting for these past two years. Remembering Jack made Anne sad, because she felt like she failed to take care of herself for Jack. She slowly lowered her head to avoid making eye contact with Alan.
Realizing that Anne was avoiding eye contact with him, Alan pursed his lips. Slowly, he walked towards where Anne was standing and grabbed her chin up so he could look at her.
"What are you thinking about?" Alan asked curiously.
"No, I'm just wondering why you took so long up there. What did you do to ..."
Anne immediately covered her mouth when Alan took off the jacket he was wearing, a black gun was tucked in his waist.
