Evan Willow clenched his fingers tightly, his deep-set eyes fixed on her face, shadowed with complexity.
Then, he took a step forward.
Seeing him approach, Samuel Johnson narrowed his eyes slightly.
Looking for a fight?
He sneered inwardly, he had disliked him from the start!
The atmosphere was clearly off, the air permeated with a dangerous scent, and Amanda Smith called out urgently, "Evan!"
Her anxious voice caused a pause in the brooding darkness within Evan Willow's eyes. The dense shadows retreated, revealing their original pure, gentle color.
"Don't call his name!" Samuel Johnson, having heard Amanda Smith's voice, roared disapprovingly into her ear.
Amanda Smith pushed him away, trying to break free from his embrace. She felt that if things continued, the situation would only get worse. She even sensed that if it went on, the two men would come to blows!
"Stop it, Samuel, let's go back!"