AMELIA'S ’S POV.
The icy stare from Blaine was overpowering, but I somehow managed to return her angry gaze which seemed to get her more and more angry as time went on. We stood there, sizing up the other for what felt like eternity before she silently brushed past me and walked to the bed with a smile on her face.
The icy looks didn't end there, she was looking at me right now like I was some kind of alien creature that wasn't fit to be in the same room with her. I pouted, looking away for a second before tossing my hair over my shoulders.
A sarcastic smile left her lips as she kept glaring at me, silently, like a predator silently stalking its prey, getting ready to make the kill. She made herself even more comfortable, yet, she didn't say anything at all. I was getting more uncomfort
