Again with this nonsense!

8.

“Sir!” She gasped.

She turned to look at the elevator but the door had closed. That moment, she knew she was in for it. How was she going to stay in the same elevator with this guy?

“Is something wrong?” Roland asked as he noticed her uneasiness.

She shook her head without saying a word. Roland found her behavior strange but didn't say anything. Annabel didn't know what to do. Being with him felt like a thousand needles were being pierced into her skin. She would give anything to disappear from there that instant.

“Miss Walter?” Roland called.

“Yes, sir,” She answered, trying her very best to keep her voice steady. She didn't want him to notice her fear.

“Why do you look scared? You look like you weren't expecting to see me here.” He muttered and she sighed.

“You're right. I wasn't expecting to see you here…” She trailed off, not knowing what else to say.

'What do I do? What do I do?' She questioned herself mentally.

Roland couldn't comprehend why she was acting so weird around him