Peral
I stare at Ethan, looking at me, waiting for me to speak to him, but the words hold up in my throat, making it hard for me to speak. I had many questions for him, for example, Why me? But seeing him in front of me, everything went blank.
Ethan grabbed the glass, sipping on the wine, staring at me, watching me take my time to speak to him. The questions I wanted to ask him vanished from my mind one by one, leaving me with nothing. I stare at him blankly while he calmly gazes at me.
The food was served, and I don't know why but the people serving us had a smile plastered on their faces, which made me disgusted, and on top of that, the calm Ethan held in his eyes was getting on my nerves.
'I don't like how calm he is with me; while my inners are all tangled up!' I agreed with the thought running through my mind, and without much thought, words started spurting out of my mouth.