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L I N D Y

“I’m not.” I lied.

I turned my head towards him and asked him back, “Is there a reason why I should?”

He took a long pause, awkward enough to send a shiver down my spine so I forced myself to look away and watch out for Milo’s car. Griffin chuckles, “No Lindy.”

“I see. So why would you feel that I am scared of you?”

“Because I can tell by the way you’re breathing.”

The moment I looked back, I was surprised to notice that he was already leaning closer to me. He was too close that I can feel his breathing against my skin and his eyes scanning my entire face as if he was looking for something. I stood completely frozen as I feel my heart thumping hard inside my chest.

“Don’t worry.” He whispers.

My breathing heavies.

“I’m friendly.” He adds.

I travelled my eyes back at Griffin and he was smiling at me before he placed a black baseball cap over his head. His eyes were still glued on mine and I cannot believe how that stare seemed so intense yet so damned cold. There wa