"Pe — Penny?" Nina meticulously wiped the remaining tears from the corner of her eyes and timely hiccuped. "Penny, what are you doing here?"
Penny's expression was blank while carrying the tray. Nina's eyes fell on the tray and mentally smirked.
'Did she bring me snacks to appease me?'
"Nina." Penny's voice was low and for some reason, her tone alone caused the temperature to drop. When Nina lifted her eyes to her, her body intuitively stiffened as if it sensed immediate danger.
"This game you're playing…" said Penny as she took a step forward.
Nina intuitively took a step back but then stopped. She held her feet still and sported a brave look. Hence, Penny eventually got closed until the tray between them was touching their stomach.
When Penny leaned forward and whispered in her ear, a sense of dread crept up her spine. Penny's voice was even more quiet, but she felt the bloodlust laced in it.