Dazaree's sweat is as cold as ice, and it begins to feel as if her body has frozen in place, that she's too afraid to turn around. She has no inkling why she is shivering. Perhaps she is afraid that their relationship will end up like her auntie's. She doesn't want that to happen again, especially now that she's trying to start a new life away from all the painful memories.
"W-what are you talking about?" She tried to calm herself down by washing her sweating hands and diverting her attention. She bit her lips and thought, how can someone's presence be enough to make her shiver?
"I think I heard my name," Fablo said. Dazaree heard his footsteps that made her heart skip a beat.
"You think? That's absurd. I'm not saying anything. You're being delusional." She argued and picked up the last dish on the counter to avoid him.
