Hannah's POV

I heard a clicking sound that was accompanied by the door opening. I turned around to find Zamiel taking off his tie. It was as if he didn't want to look at me, as he concentrated so much on the tie, and didn't spare me a greeting.

I continued to pack my things as if I hadn't noticed him entering the room.

The wardrobe was half closed, and my body was blocking the clothes that I was organizing.

"What are you doing? " He asked me, probably after noticing that I had been standing close to the wardrobe for too long.

"Nothing" my eyes flickered, while I tried...