{Music recommendation; Wrecking ball by Midnite String Quartet}
Entering the tent, Samantha halted when her lithe figure nearly collided with the bigger ones of Ivan. She met his eyes, but he was quick to avert his gaze. Samantha opened her mouth to say something when he walked past her, dismissing whatever request he was sure she would spill again, but he had barely made it out of the tent when his body automatically froze, and his cold eyes widened momentarily.
"Don't go." Samantha's hold around his waist tightened. She had embraced him before he could take another step out of the coziness of their tent. "Don't ignore me like this. I know you're upset with me, Iā¦ I understand why but I'd rather have you yell at me than not speak to me at all. Can we not act like this? I've missed you too much to be getting this type of treatment."
