Their eyes met as soon as the door revealed the man's tall body which coerced her mouth to say his name in startle. "You? What brings you here? Will you give up your life?"
At her reaction to his arrival, Andrew froze with mixed feelings of bliss and surprise; he was ecstatic that her recollection about him had been back and shocked at a sneer of hate she showcased toward him. He maintained his cool expression in front of her with no smile he gave her; what he did next was to state his relief of her good health.
"It's good that you are fit and able to regain your memory."
Andrew's feet stayed firm in their spot, not being provoked by either her glare or remarks of confronting him. It was only his gaze which looked into hers deeply as his only exertion of convincing her that he meant it
