Getting Answers, Or Not.

Amara stared at him for a moment, unsure of how to react. Tobias didn’t budge, he kept his ground, waiting for her to either reject or agree to his request. A small smile formed on her lips. “Answers?” She chuckled, but the fleeting sound only lasted a few seconds before she stared blankly at him. “Have you forgotten your place, Mr. Larsen?” Tobias shook his head. “Don’t pull that card on me, Amara.” “I don’t remember giving you permission to talk informally with me, Mr. Larsen. You better remember who you are, and who I am, we’re no longer a wedded couple, so don’t push your luck.” Amara could see it in his eyes, the urge to lash out at her, but Tobias held himself back and calmly replied. “You’re right, we’re no longer married, but it’s only logical that you give me an explanation.” “I owe you no explanation.” Amara sneered. “Now leave.” Tobias’s jaw tightened and Amara held her head high. “What?” She asked in a taunting manner. “Got more to say?” “Stop being unreasonable, Amara!” To