Of darkened gazes

‘To hell with trying to comfort him', I thought as sudden anger swept at my insides

I was surprised at thus change in emotions, one moment I was wistful, thinking about the shared similarity between him and Ajax

The next I was angry, ‘what gave him the right to look at me with puppy eyes, to carry eyes that looked similar to Ajax's when he wanted something so badly'

He just put me through hours of torture canceling appointments that had been arranged months ago

‘What the hell is unclear your schedule, does that even make sense?’ I speak the words that had come to my mind before

He looks at me for a while, still bearing that beaten look on his face, before going to seat at his desk

He plops down on it with a sigh

‘Can you just do as I ask', his pleading voice almost kills my anger and I stand up from my place on the sofa and towards his desk trying to reinforce my annoyance

‘I just cancelled five of your appointments, how can I call them back minutes later to tell them it was n