he sits in a chair nearby, looking uncomfortable and awkward
I smile softly I know that look...
Kimbur: he looks away from you
What look?
he looked at her laying down on the bed, he was sitting on a chair across from her
I sit down next to you on the bed, I look at you and let out a sigh.
she looks at him what’s wrong? why so silent?
he looked at her, his expression a mix of anger and frustration.
Kimbur: “Why do you think? We’re supposed to be enemies, not sitting here in this room together like some sort of twisted joke.”
She was feeling sick and tired so she went to bed
He notices her go into the bedroom
whisper is she tired already?
she looks at him what do you want?
he looks at her and sighs
“can we talk?”
He looks down at her noticing the silence
He sighs and grabs her chin gently forcing her to look up at him
I lay on my stomach I don’t want to marry you..
He walks over to the bed and sits down next to you. He puts a hand on your hip.
“You don’t have a choice.”
he looks back at her and sighs
I sit down next to him so what do we do now?
he looks at you and sighs
Kimbur: I guess we have to act like a couple now..
I get up and walk to the balcony
he follows “Where do you think you’re going?”
rolls eyes why am I doing this again?
he looks at her
“Are you not gonna look at me?”
she was sitting on her bed
He would walk into the room
“Can we talk?”