"Is that how to see a person's reaction? Do you know how you make me feel?" Ava questioned him, her voice tight with emotion. It was clear she felt wronged.
"I know I shouldn't have done it," Azazel replied, his tone quiet, almost hesitant, "especially since this is your first time in my brother's house. But... I just couldn't stop my heart from wanting what it wants."
Ava stood speechless. She stared at him blankly, as if allowing everything to sink in slowly, the meaning of his words pulling at her like threads unraveling.
"I saw your smiling face," Azazel continued, his eyes softening, "and then I just felt like seeing your bad side too. But instead of you being offended, you thought that you had offended me."
Ava's mouth fell open.
What am I, an open book to him? How can he tell exactly what I'm thinking? My God! she thought, completely caught off guard.
