Sean was awoken before the night sinks in. Friya and Sophie went home, and Feline volunteered to guard him for a while. He's now sitting down at the edge of the bed, with his intravenous line hanging by the pole. His hair tousled at the top of his hair, and that spitting image made Feline taken aback by the door frame.
"I asked why are you here?!" As he shouted those words, Feline planted a longing look, staring into his eyes. The rage, the confusion, devastation upon losing her... it was all there. It was written all over his face. And no wonder why he was so angry with her.
Breaking up with him after 2 days and showing up her face in front of him... it might leave a mark he wouldn't forget.
"I'd ask you for the last time. Why are you here?" he lowered down his tone. Feline stood there silently. She was fiddling with her fingers without her noticing. Feline must have panicked for a while. She didn't know how to handle Sean's anger at first.
