Fortunately, people were too preoccupied to be interrupted by the minor upheaval, except for Garry's two friends. They stood up and were about to butt into the chaos their friend was in, but their faces became pale when they recognized the man choking him.
Confusion took over me. My chest was heaving. I couldn't move.
Far from releasing Garry, the man tightened his grip on Garry's neck, now pulling him closer to his face. The man's jaw clenched, and his icy stare deepened to a darker blue, reminiscent of the sea. Garry grasped at his arm, fighting for breath.
"She said 'no'," he growled firmly, facing Garry's look of distress.
Blimey! His voice was cold as ice, just like his wrathful orbs. He towered over Garry and I found myself staring, mouth ajar, at his majestic features. Being at
