"Type A blood."
Norris Moore said.
Liam Swallow's breathing stuttered, his face suddenly looking terrible. Norris saw his pale expression and didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and took a sip of juice to hide her feelings.
Trenton Smith, her third uncle, really didn't seem to like her - even her blood type wasn't to his taste.
Liam sat there, looking at Norris Moore's beautiful face, his head pounding.
Everything seemed to be pointing towards the worst outcome, no matter how much he struggled and made excuses, it was futile.
Norris noticed his blank expression, and how he looked pale and awkward as he stared at her. She'd never been so obviously disliked by someone before. After all, growing up, her charming face had always been well-liked by elders.
For the first time, she was eagerly looking forward to Trenton's arrival.
"How long have you known my nephew?"
Norris looked up at him, and Liam Swallow's gaze was terrifying.
