Alexander
My gaze spoke louder than words, but I needed to ask.
"Do you know how to separate both situations…?"
I didn't get to finish. Vanessa raised her hand and placed her index finger on my lips. The touch silenced me immediately.
I looked at her, and she held my gaze with a confidence she hadn't possessed just hours before, when I was sobbing uncontrollably in a car. This was a different Vanessa, a rebuilt one. One who had put her armor back on.
"Are you afraid I might have feelings for you?" she asked with a dangerous half-smile. "Relax… that won't happen."
Her finger remained on my lips for a few more seconds before slowly moving down. I didn't move, I didn't blink. I just watched her… because I understood exactly what she was doing.
She wanted to regain control, she wa
