Crisis
The teapot that came with its matching teacups had intricate flowery patterns on them in various pastel colors and curvy lines of gold that sparkled as the lighting in the room shone against it. The design felt romantic and extremely artistic at the same time. It was probably the most beautiful tea set that I had ever seen, and I knew instantly that it must be quite expensive as well.
“This tea set is extremely beautiful…” I complimented the tea set as I reached my hand to grab the handle of a teacup.
“Don’t touch it!” Anthony yelled loudly.
His sudden outburst and warning did not make any sense to me. My eyes widened as I turned to face him in absolute surprise. The handle of the teacup against the tips of my fingers felt smooth.
“Diana!” Anthony cried out in clear panic as he reached for my hand.