Madeline’s POV

I had to avoid his eye contact because it was affecting me so much. I don’t know, but the more he teases me, the more I get so shy for no reason. I am not feeling well, and yet here I am, flirting jokingly with an annoying mate of mine.

“Will you just stop? My head hurts the more you talk,” I reasoned out, but I knew that it was only an alibi to escape embarrassment.

But when I gazed at him, his face slowly became serious. He then removed his annoying grin and observed me ...