MILENA COULDN'T HELP but to feel nervous as Alpha Angelov stared seriously at him. She knew to herself what Alpha Angelov meant by that. It's about the picture which she took secretly and threw it in the trash can.
Why did she even forget about that?
Milena chuckled a bit, trying to ease the nervousness she's feeling inside. "U-Uh… no. Why?"
He clenched his jaw. "Are you sure? Because I lost something in here."
"W-Why? Is it too important, Alpha? Uhm… maybe I could ask Nora or Agnes to help in looking for it." She avoided his gaze.
"No need. I don't want just anyone entering this room."
"U-Uhmm… may I ask what are you looking for?" she asked again.
"It's a… picture of someone so dear to me," he answered breaking Milena's heart.
Her eyes watered because of that and didn't really know what to answer. She unconsciously crumpled the sketchpad she's holding as she felt the lump in her throat.