Selena Modash

STATIC silence echoed between the two of them, and Valeric appeared wordless.  

"Well, Mr. Jones, you're wasting your time! I may have been afraid of you at first, but not anymore. And you know why? I realized it doesn't matter, you'll still do whatever you want. But, you should know this, I will never like you for any reason, not someone horrible like you. So quit wasting your time and get on with your business once you're done playing husband and wife with me." 

"I don't even know you—not even merely what you have hidden behind that stupid mask on your face!" She snatched her arm from him and stormed off.

Valeric blinked, his hand rising to touch the mask, horizontally covering half of his face. Something fleeting burned in his eyes, and with her out of his sight, he once again seemed to harden, regaining some, if not all of his previous presence like a cold winter night.