DIANA
I looked around the room as I took in the way everything was so in order. There was not a thing improper, and no-one was lurking around the room, so where were the guests? Did they suddenly become cockroaches or geckos?
“Why are you looking at everything so suspiciously, Diana?” Blake asked suddenly, bringing me back to the present.
I placed a hand on my forehead in frustration. “You’re the cause of it. Where are the guests that you claim are around? I literally can’t see them anywhere, so how can you easily find them out?”
He rolled his hand as he walked over to me, pulling me by the hand to the door. I pulled my hands from his, slightly confused. Blake turned a heated glare my way in response to my actions, but I saw no reason to bulge.
“What's your problem? You didn't answer
