C40 Cold And Civil

MY GAZE flew to Rexon who walked straight and bowed to the railings before lighting a cigarette.

I could barely breathe as I watched him hit and puff off the smoke into the air.

"Are you done talking to your Dad?" He turned to look at me. With the same intensity that he wore earlier today.

I nodded and glance down my feet on the floor. I can't stand his stares, which is not normal to me