KIELAN
Lylah looked rigid. I tried to smile to ease her nerves, but it seemed to worsen it. Each time I looked at her, her eyes always widened. She would gulp, then avert her gaze. I tried making small talk.
“So, how's your bar?”
I'd never liked small conversations. I had always been a man of few words, only talking when necessary, and most times, it wasn't serious talk.
Seeing how scared and out of it she looked, I figured a healthy conversation would relax her.
“Good.”
Just one word, whispered. She didn't want to talk to me.
I still pushed.
“Is there anything you need help with?”
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
“So… Is there any place you wish to go to? Any city or country you want to visit?” I was trying really hard. I wanted her to feel at home, enough to relax instead of l
