Did he think that this was some kind of joke? Because he wasn’t taking me seriously. That much I was certain of, especially because of the way that he was looking at me. It looked like he was about to burst out laughing at any moment, and it was only irritating me more and more. I was going to snap at him at any moment now.
And when that happened, then I would be the one who was made out to be the villain. I didn’t like the fact that he was taking the situation so lightly, but there was nothing that I could do about it, no matter how much I would have liked to.
I took a deep breath, telling myself that I needed to focus on something other than the way that I was reacting. It wasn’t going to get me any closer to the goal that I had in mind—not that the goal was to do anything other than
