Emilia gaped at the table I smashed to bits against the wall and then at the pictures scattered on the floor as well as the bottle and glass. Slowly, she brought her gaze to me, I expected a look other than what she had on right now, it was almost as if she was cool with it. Or just covering it up, I could easily tell how tense she was and eager to submit.
She folded her arms. "Anger issues much?"
I growled like an animal, due to the golden hues I saw now I knew my eyes were glowing.
"You don't mean what you said do you?"
"Do I've to repeat myself?" I hissed.
"No," she said sternly before sighing. "You might not feel like you used to, God help us if you feel at all"
I raised an eyebrow at her remark.
"But you feel for Emma don't you?"
"I don't want one of your lectures baby sis"
