Avelina glanced at her. She fluttered her large eyes and let out a soft breath before shaking her head.
"No…"
"Why?" Aurora shifted herself and her chair closer to hear her. "What happened?"
Avelina was silent, not sure how to put her frustrations into words. She took a deep breath and responded, "I am…mad at him."
"Heh? Why? What did he do?" Aurora inquired. She could not seem to think of anything Draven could have possibly done.
"Well…" Avelina paused, aggravated. Her irritation alone was preventing her from putting her feelings into words.
"H-he danced with another woman!"
Aurora raised her brow. "You mean the brunette?"
"Yes!" Avelina looked at her. "He was not just dancing with her, Aurora, they were having a full-on conversation! He only ever does that with me, no one else."
"Not only that, but that woman was smiling sheepishly like a goat! Urgh, I wanted to slap it off her face." She rolled her eyes.
