A deep scowl creased Jasper's forehead as he observed Ella, his temperament taking a turn for the worse. He hadn't anticipated her retaliation, and her response seemed to stir something unexpected within him. He grappled with conflicting emotions, feeling a surge of frustration at himself for letting her get under his skin.
A mixture of disappointment and ire swirled within him, prompting him to shift his focus to the passing landscape beyond the window. Why did Ella's words and actions affect him so much? He shouldn't be bothered by someone as insignificant as her.
Ella was no one to him. Her actions or words shouldn't affect him. Why was he reacting to her?
With a determined effort, Jasper straightened his shoulders and restored his customary aloof and unruffled façade.
