Ch 36
Eleanor Pov
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I look at him confused.
"Drink?" He questions me…
His eyes staring at the bottle in front of him.
"You better have one" He answers, himself as he walks back to his chair , as he picks up the wine bottle and grabs another glass from the cupboard .
I just notice the way he moves.
What's happening now?.…
His breathing is calm and his shoulders are relaxed.
It's so hard to read him….
like a puzzle he walls around , his emotions like a chameleon which changes it's color so quickly
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Settling down, he slides down on his chair pushing his waist forward as he takes the glass of wine.
"Come on" his eyes stares at mine, like he is waiting.
His calm tone doesn't give a hint of any emotion or What's going on in his head.
And I start walking towards him…
