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"What are you doing? Let go of me right now," I said my hand on his arm and he shook his head.

"No. Until you listen to me." He said and I snorted.

"Why do I have to listen to you now? I wanted to listen to you earlier and what did you do? You accused me, blamed me... In hell would I actually listen to you," I retorted and he sighed.

"I'm sorry," He whispered and I froze for a second looking at our reflection in the glass that served as door to the hotel's lobby which was in a way the entrance. I could only see his hair and not his face since he decided it was wise to bury his face in my neck.

"What?" I asked in a whisper and he finally looked up straight into my eyes in the reflection and I almost froze at the intensity of the sincerity in it. Almost.

"I'm sorry, Heaven. For accusing you and for calling you Navaeh. I know that was quite wrong and unfamiliar of me, but I'm sorry."

"You think I'm angry cause you called me Navaeh? I mean I am, I don't even know why since it's my name, b