''I don't know,'' Diana closed her eyes. Heavens, pick her up.
''Diana.''
Diana did not respond to him.
"Diana," Maxim grabbed her wrist and twirled her towards himself such that she was facing him, ''What is wrong with you?"
''You!'' Diana's eyes snapped open, ''You are wrong with me,'' she panted.
A shred of confusion appeared in his eyes at her sudden outburst. What... did he do?
Diana was flustered immediately after she said that.
Diana pressed her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, ''Just drop it.''
But he held her other wrist and pulled her even closer, concern apparent in his eyes, ''I am not dropping anything until you tell me what is wrong with you.''
Diana looked at him helplessly, ''I already did.''
The corner of his lips twitched, ''Elaborate.''
Her eyes narrowed at his commanding voice, ''What if I don't?"
