He gave off an unmissable aggressiveness just by standing there.
I quietly shuffled away from him, feeling uncomfortable.
The elevator stopped on the 6th floor and the doors opened to reveal a dim corridor.
I looked down the corridor anxiously, praying for May to come back soon.
"Shouldn't you thank me?" Leonard suddenly said.
...
I was taken aback. "Are you talking to me?"
Leonard smiled. "Is there anyone else here?"
There was a sort of coldness to his smile that made a chill run down my spine.
I hadn't planned on thanking him, but I felt a little diffident when he looked at me. I gave in and stammered out, "Th-thanks."
...
He chuckled.
It sounded rather disdainful and condescending.
This was exactly how he'd looked on his wedding night. It seemed to me that he probably didn'
