Gloom

Chapter 38

"Are you being evasive?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

He outlined a half smile, full of mischief.

-What age do you think I am?

I bit my lip uncertainly. Actually, that was something very difficult to guess. Since most of the time I saw him serious or angry, he seemed older than me. However, that day that he faked sympathy with Nat, he looked younger. But still, even at his worst, he didn't represent more than twenty-five years. And that was saying a lot, I was exaggerating.

I shrugged in a gesture that was meant to be nonchalant, and he chuckled lightly.

The throbbing pain in my forehead still wouldn't go away, and I was already starting to feel tired just standing on my feet.

"Would you mind getting out of my bed, please?"

"Wow," he murmured, "it's the first time they've ever said that to me." They usually ask me to stay.

“Come out, seriously.

He jerked his chin toward the desk chair.

"Sit there," he said.

An irritation-laden sound escaped my lips.

I walked over to the bed and star