The Silent Questions.

 As Andrew entered the house, he didn't look at Annabella , his mind still on the previous encounter . She stood in the living room, her heart racing at the sight of him.

 But Andrew walked past her, his demeanor cold. Anna's her at sank. She was trying to read his expression . As she observed him, not knowing where he went in the middle of the night, her gaze was drawn to his neck, where several kiss marks were pinned on his skin.

 She wanted to ask him where he went to and the marks but chose to keep silent. As he walked towards the kitchen. 'Why does he insist of keeping his distance?, why does he think he can ignore her like this. She kept her composure, not to breach the contract . She was determined to maintain her distance, if that's what he wanted .

 Andrew poured himself a cup of whiskey, because he hardly drinks, but tonight he thinks that could calm his nerves. He took a gulp, trying to forget the incident and the cold stare Anna gave him in silence. 

 But no amount of alcohol, could erase the thought of what he has done, either could it silence the part that he somehow cared for her.