Chapter 22

Annabelle's POV

Oh, the look on his face was priceless.

I knew that I could replay that look for the rest of my life and never get bored. It was simply epic.

"Annabelle?" he asked, shock and disbelief plastered on his face.

"Hey, Charles," I rasped, waiting for him to say something, maybe acknowledge my presence even. But he just sat there staring at me, so I decided to break the awkward silence. "Can I join you guys?" I asked sweetly, directing the question to no one in particular. Surprisingly, it helped to ease up the tension that had broken out moments after I had arrived.