"What do you want to say?" Viviana asked.
She wanted to find refuge in the bathroom but knew she could not hide there forever. Her heart pounded. She clutched her clothes tightly.
"Your…" Leander took a step forward.
"Just…" she made the "stop" hand gesture and took an unconscious step backward.
She scoffed mocking herself. She was the one who pledged to see his destruction and now she is acting all scared of him just because he…
"Your hair is dripping wet. You should dry it first," Leander said taking a step back. His voice cracked a bit as he could see that she was wary of him. It did not make him feel good at all.
"Nope," Viviana raised her chin and faced him. She cannot be scared of him. Once she overcomes the fear, she can endure anything he puts her through.
"It'll dry on its own," she walked to the breakfast table. He wanted to have dinner with her, and she was starving after not eating for an entire day.
