Invite at the quarters

I took a deep breath as I disbelievingly looked at Channing. He was almost ready to start framing people right now. The only thing stopping him was his righteous nature. Nevertheless, I was a little upset that people still were going to think of me as an ill-omen and Channing had not supported me over it all. 

The people started to murmur to each other as they felt the tide change. Channing looked at me and his lips were set in a thin line. 

"Get going to your homes, everyone," Channing commanded again and this time, the people began to disperse, heading towards the market area or the residential area. Channing turned to look at me and then at my attire. His hand came ahead to dust off the shoe print on my overcoat when I stopped him. 

"I will do it," I said with a fake smile on my lips, and there was a different kind of distance that I was drawing with Channing right now. I somehow could not forget about Fang's words and push further away from Channing.