CASSANDRA
"You wear sunglasses at home again? Are you still involved with that bastard Alpha?"
I looked down even more profoundly. And I covered my face with my left hand.
"What are you doing now?" continued Zachary.
He had just come out of the bathroom and was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. Zachary went to the kitchen to get a drink from the refrigerator.
"I don't feel like talking." I glanced at him briefly, then returned to my sketchbook.
"You ignore me?" Zachary put his left hand on his waist and stood before me while drinking water directly from the bottle.
Gosh, even the water droplets wet his lips and neck. Did he do it on purpose? He's so annoying. Should he show off his muscles in front of me?
"Can't you see I'm drawing?" I grumbled.
"Draw? With sunglasses
