Ria innocently blinked her eyes, the glow on her face and bright tilt to her lips burning something inside me. I grind my teeth together, silence blanketing us as we kept staring at each other. When did she come back? I thought then rectified myself. Why did she come back? 

She leaned forward and touched my elbow, showing off her pearly whites. “I can make you a drink, too. Do you want one?”

I recoiled at the touch, taking a step back, my lips curling in disgust. Why would ...