WINNIE
My blood instantly ran cold as I spotted Uncle Elliot from among the men that were seated around the table, even though I didn't want to give away the fact that I was staring at him a little longer than necessary.
I couldn't help the way my blood ran cold at the sight of him. My throat instantly became dry and I suddenly didn't want to be around him.
The air suddenly felt too hot, and I felt I was suffocating and running out of breath. My attention snapped over to Roman who frowned as he stared at me. His brows were furrowed with slight worry as he observed me. I could feel Russo's gaze lingering on our joined hands on the table.
“You don't look so good. You are pale” Roman said. His voice was cold and yet it was almost as if he was concerned. It was almost difficult to believe
