“W-What? A-Alphonse. I.. I.” She stuttered, trying to grasp the depth of his troublesome enunciation.
“Hmm?” With a growing smirk, he came closer, contemplating her vexation in amusement.
“These are all the outcome of your actions after all so what’s with this waver?” Asking huskily, he maintained their intense link in the dimly lit room.
“Why the tremble when you gave this sanction to yourself?”
Resonance lowering by the pressure plastered on her face, she fell back on the bed.
Tension glistened on her face, turning her head away, allowing the paper to slip and fall out of her grip.
Unable to lift her eyes, she emitted deep breaths, making an almost crying face which softened his gaze.
Alphonse brought his hand closer to touch the side of her face but she held his wrist.
His bro
