Cautiously lifting her gaze, she found his face steeled, his features once again etched with hardness. “You should stay away from me, Lessia.” With that, Loche bowed and spun on his heel, leaving her feeling more confused than ever.
SEE THIS THAT SHIT IM TALKING ABOUT. YOU LITERALLY ASKED HER TO DANCE WITH YOU?!?!? NOW SHES THE ONE WHO HAS TO STAY AWAY?!? GO. TO. HELL.
