"What's wrong?" Gael asked, taking a step closer to her and lifting her chin.
Angela turned around and headed towards the kitchen. She couldn't look him in the eye. "Would you like something to drink?" she asked because she surely did. God, it's been so long since she had to define a relationship that she forgot how it worked. "I'm gonna have a glass of wine."
"No, I'm okay." He watched as she poured herself wine and took a sip from it. The atmosphere suddenly felt serious, and he became nervous seeing her looking nervous. This kind of seriousness wasn't what he expected after watching a comedy-drama French film with her. Was she still worried about the orphanage? He had wanted to leave here earlier in the hopes of finding ways on how to deal with that hateful man, Herman. But she looked like she had a lot to say.
