The distance between the two suddenly closed in.
Up close, Gavyn could even clearly see Aylin's long, thick eyelashes.
Those eyes were still clear and bright, but they would never look at him tenderly again. A sense of helplessness filled his chest, and he lowered his voice, hoarsely asking, "What exactly is your relationship with Ryker?"
Is that all?
So, you cornered her in the bathroom just to ask such a boring question?
Aylin was getting increasingly annoyed by him. Gavyn used to be quite decisive, but now she felt that he was becoming more and more indecisive and never-ending.
"I think, I have no obligation to tell you, Mr. Delacruz?"
Aylin frowned impatiently, making no effort to hide her resistance. "We are strangers now, and I have no obligation to explain these things to a stranger.
Let me go."
Aylin's tone was cold, as if she didn't want to get entangled with him any further.