K I L L I A N
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Selene was many things. A temptation. A weakness. A cry baby. More the latter than anything. She was, however, not what I expected. The second I entered the car, I expected a storm of sign language and her swinging hands. Yet, the second I entered, it was silence. Not a hint of anger. Not a hint of a temper.
This had to be her way of getting back to me. She didn’t even look my way with those soft forest-green eyes. I didn’t even get a chance to see how cute she looked when she was angry. Nothing. Her face was blank and her silence far too prominent.
I waited. I held my breath, for f*ck’s sake. Nothing. Nada.
Selene stared into the far distance. I gritted my teeth, knowing she was lost in a daydream rather than tolerating my presence. The tension rippled with my ang
