Chapter 25 : Totally flustered

Chrisanna

I think I trekked onto something I shouldn't have. By the way, his chest rises and his eyes freeze on me, I feel my heart thudding. He looks anxious, not angry, not frustrated. Such questions always made him feel uncomfortable and I do regret snapping at him with this question. However, it should be a general one, right? This is not a question about the past.

"Tell me", I ask him again.

His eyelids drop, shedding his eyes as he inhaled deeply, sliding his palm up to his neck. He's breathing in and out. He's trying to calm down.

"You don't wanna know this", he says.

"I do"

His jaw tightens. He's trying not to snap. My throat dries up. I still keep my gaze stern. I have so many questions but I don't wanna overwhelm him in the office. This is not the place.

"Don't do this, Chrisanna. Just don't", he's not threatening. He's literally pleading, keeping his gaze down. "I don't wanna utter anything that hurts you and I fucking don't trust myself when I lose my mind"

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