C8 Enlightenment

Opening his eyes, their gazes met, but she immediately looked away. He watched her, while she kept fiddling with her fingers.

"Annabelle, did you reject me?"

Upon hearing his question, she glanced at him through her hair that had fallen over her face, and she nodded.

"No, you didn't," he replied, making her squint at him.

"Yes, I did," she said, eyes still squinted and stopped fiddling