Alex fixed his gaze on Angel, his expression stern yet concealing a surge of questions swirling within.
In the dimly lit room, her eyes shimmered with a subtle radiance cast by the lamp's soft glow. Amidst this, a delicate scent wafted from her hair, a fragrance that presently intoxicated his senses.
She stood on her toes, coming close to his face, her gaze almost vacant, leaving him grappling to discern her thoughts.
Despite her demeanor, Alex retained his composure. Moments ago, she had been in tears, and he had offered solace. Now, her behavior took an unexpected turn. He silently prayed for the unsettling stare to cease.
"What are you doing?" Alex's question carried a stern edge, his gaze fixed on her eyes, seeking answers within their depths.
