"You are still the same." A voice of disappointment said a thousand words. Agatha took a deep breath, calming herself as she laid back down facing her back against him.
Xavier was slightly taken aback by her words. "What was that supposed to mean?" Xavier questioned, his voice a bit raised.
At first, Agatha ignored him but when he grabbed her arm and forced her to sit up straight, Agatha couldn't ignore him anymore.
"Let go of me!" Agatha pushed his hand away, her brows furrowed together as her eyes gaze at him disappointment and fury.
"Don't act like I am the wrong one here. You are the one to blame." Xavier blurred out, pointing his finger at her.
