I’m not her.
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Hold on…As if there was something that snapped within her, Elliana found herself asking him a question that she didn’t intend to ask. “What do you want me to say?” What am I afraid of? Her confusion isn’t mirrored on her face, but rather, her face showed nothing.
Seeing how her eyes were as blank as paper and her voice is as cold as ice, Vincent moved back on the sudden change of tone and expression of the woman who just looked nervous some time ago. “I just want to know what caused you to be like this.” He answered, crossing his arms as he leaned on the window.
With the time unmoving on its own, they have all the time to get whatever they want. However, judging on how she responded despite being obviously taken aback, he is contemplating whether to push his luck an
