Chapter 7 His Angry Side

• "This is one of the scenarios from a movie I saw and really hated," Avery murmured, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.
• He had already positioned himself on the other side of the bed, in an awkward way. His body remained upright, and his hands were folded above his chest, as if he didn't know where else to put them.
• Ida lay next him, her eyes closed, looking the opposite direction. She was trying to sleep when Avery's speaking voice disturbed her. Because of how silent it was, the deepness of Avery's voice resonated in her ears.