MARIA'S POV
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife as Connor stood awkwardly in the doorway, looking like he wanted to say something important.
My gaze faltered as I became confident on how to react. Should I have reacted like I didn't see him standing there, or should I admit to acknowledging his presence but then act indifferent?
"Maria, just be calm, wait for him to speak first. If he doesn't speak up first, just pretend to be focused on something," I thought in my head as I stylishly waited for him to speak up while turning my attention from the door and facing the wall near the television.
The surprising thing was that the television was off, and I kind of looked stupid staring at the blank screen.
I wondered what he was thinking in his mind seeing me starin
