Jacob's appearance had distracted Bianca enough from her riot of emotions.
But it was his deep, low voice that completely stole her attention away from her thoughts. When she turned to look at him, she was nonplussed to see an expression she rarely saw on him. It's similar to the look she's wearing a moment ago – a calm, cold fury.
If it wasn't for Jacob's dark, hooded eyes that were brimming with quiet rage, Bianca wouldn't pick up on the alarming chimes of warning bells that echoed in her head.
"You shouldn't show that expression where everyone could see you…" he admonished while he tightly gripped her shoulder and peered straight into her wavering eyes.
"What would others think if they found you looking like you're about to kill someone? It's already hard for me to help you out with Schwartz's case and defend you from all the accusations you've brought on yourself. Don't mess things up even more only because you can't control your impulses."
