Dyane was scared of me, my display of ruthlessness was enough to scare anybody from me but still, it hurts when she flinch away from me, or when she refused to meet my gaze or when I look at her and all I see in her eyes is fear, fear of me and what I am capable of.

“She will come around.” Orel said as I glanced at him.

“How come you always know when I am worried and the reason by just looking at me?” I complained as Orel laughs.

“I told you all your tells, didn’t I?” Orel said with his eyes shining, he was happy. I made...