EMBERLYN WOLFSONG
I scowl at him and let out a long, heavy breath before putting my hand down on the table and looking forward once more.
"What do you wish to obtain? Why are you still staring at me that way?" I inquire, and he chuckles, shrugging his shoulders.
"What makes you concerned? Is it not my right to look at anything I want to look at?" He replies coolly and without regret, and I just stare at him.
He does not mean this, does he? I wonder to myself, frowning as I look at him. I do not know why, but for some reason, everything about him seems to irritate me right now. I can not help it. I just want to hit him so bad because of it. I simply pause my thoughts, shrug, and turn my head away from him. I am not prepared to face the third set of problems at the hands of Mr. Thane.
