Well, before he doesn't know. So, he doesn't get concerned about her. But now, when he does, his eyes remain fixed on her face. As if to notice any abnormality.
There it was, the beads of sweat on her forehead, which were too small and too negligient.. That,it could easily be ignored by others, if not seen clearly. But, this time, he wasn't being ignorant type, he hold her both hands tightly,while giving them a tight squeeze, as if to say, she doesn't have to worry at all.
That.. he is here for her. As for the little phoenix, she stare at the guy in front.. as if staring at some weirdo. Damn. It's already hot enough, in this matchbox type place.
Yet this guy has to hold her hands tightly, at a time like this. For god sake, now she was regretting wearing the blazer over her top. Ah!!! Why is it so damn hot?
