His eyes grew darker, black almost and something ominous swirled inside of them.

”Who did that to you?” He asked slowly, with a calculated and soft voice but there was a noticeable edge to it. One that said not to lie or defy him right now. 

”No one, I walked intro a door,” I said an shrugged a shoulder. 

”I’m clumsy,”

”Gabirella,” he said and leaned closer.

”Who hit you?” His voice sent shivers down my spine, it was low and dark. My eyes ...