Noah
I walked back into the kitchen and as I took each step, I noticed a couple of eyes following me as I advanced towards the door leading out of the kitchen.
I wasn't surprised that Nadia wasn't there, she was obviously irritated by my actions. Those pair of eyes kept following me until I halted and turned on my heels.
"Why are you staring at me, Alfred?" I asked him, amused by how fast his eyes drifted back to what he was doing.
"It's nothing. I was just sorry for you." Alfred shook his head while Damien let out a low chuckle.
"Why are you feeling sorry for me?" I crossed my arms across my chest.
"You are not Nadia's type." Alfred clicked his tongue.
I curled my left hand over my mouth, rubbing the skin with a smile laced underneath. Did he and Damien actually think I was confessing feelings to Nadia?
They probably heard the blow I took across my face and made up a theory in their heads.
