A Bad Breakup

After an hour,

Alvin stood in front of a cafe, looking at Anya who was staring at the school gates. Her nervousness was evident on her face and stiff body. He must have lost his mind to question her choices for Zane.

He had thought he would be helping her to get out of the incidents that had affected her psychologically. But things were going south.

He first calmed down and approached her, "Little Donut, let's grab something to eat." His commanding voice failed to tone down. He tried to hold her arms and pull her out of the chair.

Anya evaded his hands and stood up. Her expression turned distant which he witnessed clearly. She didn't care if she was wrong in taking the time to tell him the truth, but she was angry. And she didn't want to talk to him until she could calmly think it through.

Alvin caught her hand when she tried to leave without a word, "Little Donut." He grunted and clenched his teeth. Oh damn, he wanted to talk to her patiently.