Alexis sat at the small dining table close to the opened balcony door in Keelion's room. The cold wind was blowing in and it even looked like it would rain.
She slowly munched on her food while her eyes stayed on Keelion who was seated on the loveseat, attention focused on whatever he was doing on his laptop.
Maybe it was her imagination, but she felt as though he was mad at her for some reason which didn't make any sense to her. She hadn't done anything wrong—not that she knew of.
He wasn't saying either, but he's had a frown since he saw her, not to mention the fact that he never responded to anything she'd said to him. Surely if he was pissed off at her, he wouldn't let her eat comfortably in his room, right? Then what was the problem?
Maybe if Sereia was around, she would know. There has still not been any sign of her. She'd called over and over again for more than a day now, but she never made an appearance.
