The sweet way Otti spoke was a clear contrast to what her words really meant. She's furious. Her body is trembling slightly, probably due to fear. Apparently, her anger is outweighing that fear though. Stupidly, I might add.
"You go into any of these rooms and I won't care about making a scene as I drag you out," Kieran bit out.
Otti glared at him and then at me.
"I'm not leaving without you," she stated.
"Otti, I can't-"
Before I could finish, Otti spun around and started walking down the hall. We were quicker though. Kieran snatched her up, pinning her back to his front. She struggled in his grasp, forcing him to lift her off her feet. Kieran walked backwards until we were tucked in a dark corner. I stood in front of them with my hand on the wall and my face inches in front of Otti'
