I was stunned and stared at him. His serious eyes earlier had grown darker and seemed angry. Though his hands on mine are gentle and soft, what is it really?
" Then you should've said that you want to— "
" I don't want to pressure you. I'm not gonna let you do things against your will."
I laughed softly and averted my gaze. God, are we really arguing with this? This is so simple, why is he raising it?
" It's fine with me." I just answered and looked at him again.
I saw his throat move and I transfixed his gaze in somewhere. " Alright, we'll do it later."
I frowned, " Do what?"
He looked at me and stared at me. Damn why is he angry? " The picture." " W hy not now? We can just call the— "
" Later, Celine." He said with finality so I shut my mouth in confusion.
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