I brought my hand to her wrist and pulled her slightly towards me to force Beth to refocus her attention on me, which she had been avoiding for a long time. That's when I saw the expression of sadness painted on her face, which made me, who originally intended to ask what he meant earlier, immediately cancel my intention and look at my best friend's face with a feeling of worry.
"Beth, what's going on? Are you okay?"
Instead of answering my question by telling me about how she is feeling right now, Beth prefers to shake her head and force her smile at me, which for some reason I don't like with the expression she is showing me right now.
I wanted her to answer my question earlier. That's all I want from her right now. And she didn't seem like she wanted to answer my question, because the next time she flashed a smile, I knew right away that she was deliberately smiling in front of me so that I would stop questioning her with questions she didn't want to answer.
