Esme blinked. She backed away from him and he straightened up.
Esme continued staring at the flowers. She did not pay him any attention nor did she bother to respond to his questions.
Aleister was speechless. Earlier this day, she held his hand and dragged him to the dining room. But she was not even looking at him right now.
''What happened?" He inched closer to her.
Esme took two steps away from him.
''Are you shy?" She must have fallen so deeply for him that she was unable to look at him now. Aleister sighed.
When she heard that, Esme turned around to look at him, ''Why would I be shy?"
''Because of your endless adoration for me?"
The corner of her lips twitched, ''When did I say that I adore you?"
''Exactly when you were not looking at me,'' he raised an eyebrow.
Esme held her gown in her hand before she stepped closer to him. She pressed her palms on his chest and pushed him away with all her strength.