Ivan
She looked beat. Something was definitely wrong. She has cried, it was evident from her eyes and my eyes landed on the gash on her lips. What happened to her? I know she saw me, but she didn't stop. She moved past me and despite deciding to stay away from her as she wanted, I couldn't help it. I grabbed her hand and halted her but she didn't turn to look at me.
"Amber...what's wrong? Are you, alright?" I asked softly. She was not alright, it was too visible on her face but I can see she was trying hard not to let it show.
"I...I am fine," She said, her voice shaky. "Please...let go of my arm,"
Liar. I curbed the urged to scowl at her.
"You don't look fine," I pressed and turned her so that she was fac
