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Rolling her lips she stepped forward in his direction, "Why do you ask?" Teresa's voice small and uncertain. She didn't know if it was a good idea to question him, but until now he didn't show any hostility even towards Sia who was trying her best to crawl under his skin until he sheds this image of serenity and shows his true form. Which no doubt Sia has already decided is horrendous.
"What could you possibly want from my-" She had to clear her throat from the gathering awkwardness in her throat for what she is about to say, "-chest?"
Were they not under the presence of this enigmatic man asking her of such a thing with such an unflinching ability to keep his face straight as if he was merely asking for her name, Sia would definitely be cackling in her corner at Teresa for saying that.
