Anelisa

I can't tell if he believes me or not but judging from the way he looks at me, he might yield to my demand.

He almost uttered another word when a knock came in. My eyes shifted towards the direction of the door.

Whatever intentions were written on his face proved that he'd have to suspend it.

"Come in," I ordered, rising up gently from the bed, but he assisted me in doing that while his eyes stared at me.

I was scared and jittery, wondering who must have called and hoping it wasn't the ...