Elsie's POV
His hands clenched and unclenched, and his face became stiff as his eyes were devoid of emotions, I had never seen him like this before. He looked scary.
What exactly was his problem? Did he have to poke around and find out what happened? I didn't tell him for a reason. Gosh, this is so humiliating.
He was supposed to be professional about this, there was no need for him to bring this up right now, and he had no right to ask me for permission.
In fact, it was not his concern, what happened to me was mine to deal with. The worst part was he dared to look hurt when I was the one to feel that way.
"Elsie." He began as he took a step closer and raised his hand.
"No don't, stay away from me, don't touch me."
Liar! My mind screamed. I wanted to keep leaning aga
