Knocking on His Door

When we arrived back at the penthouse, I couldn’t wait to get away from Hayden. Seeing him in such a pleasant mood and acting a little too nice to me, just triggered warning alarms in my head. I felt restless and anxious around him. I just wanted to hide away in my room and work on my art to heal my tired mind. 

“…Thank you for today,” I said curtly in a stiff voice before turning on my heels.

I walked as fast as I could towards my room to get away from him. If I could, I would have run away from him. What happened today was too much and I found it so…confusing. 

Once in my room I put the art supplies that we have bought together earlier away on the shelf. To be honest, even though I didn’t end up buying a lot of things it was still too much compared to what I really needed. Although I had tried to be selective on what I chose, I still ending up buying more than I needed. Thanks to the sale skills of the store mana