Tea Talk?

Katherina dropped her bag to the floor, her eyebrow furrowing as she lowered her eyes at Henry. Her mind was still reeling with questions.

‘Why did he follow me so secretively? Why was he following me in the first place?’

Katherina braced herself up and finally blurted out the questions that were waging a war inside of her. She placed her right palm against her temple and paced around a bit.

“Do I need to tell you when you should start your explanation?” She said, her voice trembling a bit. She tried to avoid vivid eye contact with Henry as she was still thrown into a fear-smitten state.

“Err…” Henry mumbled as his words failed him. His eyes darted about for a bit and then he finally said. “How about we talk over some hot tea? The weather is pretty chilly tonight.” A grin flattered on his face as he said those words.

Katherina looked him menacingly in the eyes. “You're so incredulous Henry, how could you suggest something that stupid? Talk over tea? Would you keep your cool when some