Hot breath puffed on her face, seemingly contagious, making her face warm up as well.
"I... I didn't." She shook her head, her gaze wandering, eyes revealing panic, as if he had hit the nail on the head.
"You're lying!" The man clasped her chin with his right hand, having drunk quite a bit tonight, his eyes slightly blurred, yet the woman's small face before him was exceptionally clear.
He said he came to see his daughter, but who he actually came to see, perhaps he himself didn't know!
"Ose, I am waiting for Faris, always waiting..." Crossley took a deep breath, facing his gaze without evasion, enunciating each word, as if trying to make him sober up.
But the woman's words only infuriated him more, Ose squinted his eyes, a murderous look emanating from them.
"Crossley, I've had enough! Really had enough!" He suddenly roared, pounding a fist onto the wall.
