CHAPTER CLXXII “ I’M NOT HER, BELIEVING YOU “

Blare’s P.O.V.

I just stare at him, eyes shaking as I wait for him to speak but the only thing he did was grin at me before he turned away from me and walked towards the chair behind a table.

“Why don’t you take a seat?” He asked as he grin at me while his eyes are planted into something, that something happens to be the couch just near where he is “You see it would take long and…you might feel weak”

Ignoring the last word he said I took a seat in the seat nearer to him, to show him I’m not uncomfortable nor afraid even though I took a step back away from him when he was walking closer, I can just think of a good reason to cover that happening.