'Who is that?" Nathan asked coldly. It was like the playful spirit in him was gone. He looked so sad and drenched. Antonia didn't like the person she was staring at and she found herself explaining even if she assured herself that she didn't need to explain her contacts to him.

Yet she tried to. 'What is with that face? I don't need to explain my contacts." She subtly flinched when he balled his fist in anger. He wasn't in the mood for an argument. It felt like she was being ...