Marcel looked like one threw shit on his face and Arianna couldn't understand why? Did she do something wrong?
She gulped, calling his name carefully, "M-Marcel?" who knows? She couldn't always tell what he was thinking?
"I'm never having kids," Marcel said to her surprise and that only made Arianna more confused. What does having kids have to do with his face looking like that?
Could it be because she frowned at him for calling the child, ugly? Arianna couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief, sometimes Marcel was more childish than she thought.
Well, it was refreshing to see this side of him. This side of him was better than his serious and mean side. Sometimes he was so scary she imagined if he had the same red blood flowing through her veins?
