She looked at Faye, Faye's expression darkened, and her chest felt like it had been hit hard, throbbing with a suffocating pain.
Faye's aura, cold and dark, spread around him; he pondered silently, lost in thought.
Moments later, he lowered his gaze, his deep, magnetic voice said, "So you think that if I don't say I love you, it means I don't love you."
The mist blurred her eyes, and Tessa Caldwell did not want to speak to him anymore.
She was on the verge of breaking down.
She turned, wanting to leave, but after only a few steps, her slender shoulders were embraced, and a deep voice wrapped in warm breath murmured, "Alright, don't be angry."
Tessa felt a sting in her heart, a sharp ache.
Her eyes reddened again, a look of sorrow washed over her face, and she reached out with her small hand to pry his away, "Let me go."
Faye refused domineeringly, "No!"
