Rory looked to her side. Her beautiful blooming eyes were marred with strains of red. Her mascara ran down as she wiped her eyes, making her appear more distraught.
"He's... he never changed and..." Rory bit her lower lips. "Let's talk about you, dad," she looked at him with a smile that was hard to bring up. "How are you doing? I heard Sidney came for a visit?"
Lennon was looking at her unwaveringly.
"I know what you are thinking," she stared right back. "I said the same thing before I made you bring me to your lair," she scoffed. "You don't have to believe me..."
She couldn't stare into his eyes for long. She didn't understand how he could stare at her like that. His stare gave her the chills.
Bowing her head, she played with her fingernails for some time. Her entire plan was to show herself to be vulnerable enough to let him "manipulate" her like he wants to.
