He stiffened, he didn't move, she thought he wanted her to relax before he moved, but he didn't move even after that.
"What's wrong?" She asked him.
When he didn't answer, she looked up at him, he wasn't looking at her at all.
He seemed like his attention was somewhere else, and he looked pissed, angry infact.
His gaze was glaring, when she pulled his hands that was locked with her towards her so that he would look at her or just look at her, but he didn't tear his gaze off whatever he was looking at.
She followed his eyes, it took a while before she got it.
His mother, and Michael and one other woman were sitting together, she didn't recognise the woman but she sure knew that it was Michael.
It toom jer a minute to recognise the mom since she was drowsy and the woman had he hair
