Evelyn's p.o.v.
The patio wasn't as gigantic as the house, but it wasn't so tiny either. It's a small space with wooden ground, surrounded by different flower plants and twinkling orange lights. The place is cozy enough for seven people. But somehow, Souvenir's presence made it look so small...so suffocating.
And I am breathless.
He is wearing a white shirt and black pants, hair wet and pushed behind, I can smell my strawberry shower gel on his body. Thief. I glared at him and repeated the question, " What are you doing here?"
His eyes twinkled with my question as he stepped closer and stood just beside my chair. " My house." Another step and he towered over me with his huge body. " I can go anywhere I like."
I did not like the teasing in his tone but decided to ignore it anyway.
