Zane didn't come back that night. He entered the next morning with a hint of guilt on his face. I greeted him, and turned my focus back to the book I was reading.
Selena’s POV
I could sense his confusion. He was confused because I didn’t start complaining that he didn’t come back last night, for spending the night at Linda's place. That was how it had always been in the past.
“Sorry I couldn't make it last night.” He said awkwardly.
I shrugged nonchalantly, “It's okay, you must have been busy.”
Zane furrowed his eyebrows at me, wondering why I wasn't reacting like I normally did.
“Are you mad at me?” He couldn't help but ask.
“No, I'm not.” I replied with another shrug.
“Really?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at me in disbelief.
I nodded. “Yeah,”
“Then what is this?” He asked, pulling out a vial of potion from the trash bin.
“I'm not angry,” I repeated with yet another shrug. I wasn't going to explain anything to him.
Zane gave me a patronizing look. “Of course, you’re not mad. How petty can you be, Selena? You threw away the potions and the herbs over something so trivial.”