You Want Us To Make Love, Ella?

The two eyes looked at each other. There is no sweet greeting that could be heard from each other's mouths.

Alfred's fingers touched a few strands of Ella's hair sticking out of the small towel was above her head.

Alfred's fingers got better at observing the side of Ella's face and started down towards Ella's right temple, then down again to touch her cheek.

He stopped at Ella's tightly closed lips, although she could feel Ella's lips trembling slightly from the surprise in front of her.

Ella looked at Alfred with dismay. For some reason, there was an uncomfortable feeling seeing Alfred was currently in front of her. There was no friendly face, a cold and mysterious face.

Ella could very well feel her lips becoming very stiff as Alfred's fingers stopped and held them curiously.

Alfred was still looking at Ella's face. There was a small smile Alfred gave. Then he went back to playing with his fingers at Ella's face.