Passionate Hate
That was rather strange and that only meant one thing, she wanted to prove something.
“Oh hi there” the lady in front of us said, her lips curled into a smirk, stretching her hand for a hand shake, I could see the anger in Amelia’s eyes, her brows furrowed and her glare was fiesty.
“Babe, let’s go in” I said calmly, turning to her, her glare had turned to me, the softest gaze I had ever seen her muster “I can’t let you stay starved” I added, taking her hand in mine, leaving the lady’s hand hanging.