Xander's POV
I didn't understand why Hector was behaving so repulsively. I wanted to kiss Tania deeply but he forced me to draw my lips away from her forehead. For some reason, not just Hector but I wasn't feeling good either. Why the f**k was I getting a bad headache? Maybe it was one of the after-effects of the wounds that were freshly stitched. But I was all good when that skilled lady doctor was sewing my wounds then why wasn't I feeling good with Tania around?
The moment I withdrew my hands from Tania's waist, I looked down on her. She was blushing profusely and didn't match my gaze until I opened my mouth to bid her a goodbye.
"Tania, now I have to leave." I said.
Tania immediately shot her gaze up. The blush was still evident from her rosy cheeks but the happiness she was holdin
