XANDER
She swallowed heavily, her throat bobbing. “I’m being serious, Xander,” she said, her voice tight, almost pleading. “Don’t pry into private matters about me.”
I gave her a quick, nonchalant nod, a faint smirk tugging at my lips as I leaned back. “Don’t worry,” I drawled out. “I’m more interested in getting to know her than discussing your secrets.”
She didn’t immediately respond, her eyes narrowing as she studied me carefully, searching for any hint of insincerity. I stared back, my expression stoic, offering her nothing. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she exhaled a soft, defeated sigh. Without a word, she shifted her gaze and walked away, her footsteps quieter now,.
Few minutes later, I heard sound of little footsteps. I turned around, the hairs on the back of my ne
