Miranda was shocked, her mouth gaping wide open. "What do you mean? When you face me, you feel nervous and can't stay calm?"
Was she mishearing?
Carson, seeing Miranda's surprised expression, mistook it for anger and became even more flustered.
"Maybe it's because you've been changing so much lately, it's been hard for me to keep up. You've been so unpredictable, with so many different faces to you in my mind, I've lost track of who you really are. But I didn't mean for it to come across like this. I'll make sure to understand you better from now on."
"Faces, how exactly? Tell me." Miranda was particularly curious, a strange premonition forming in her heart.
Seeing Miranda's eyes soften, Carson sensed she might not be as angry anymore and tentatively continued, "Others have their own
