C18 A knife to her neck

Melinda's sigh rang through the room as she pulled forward. She looked to her friend who avoided her. She knew something had gone down between those two but she couldn't quite tell what had happened. Xena was fond of keeping her tales to herself.

Xena glared uncomfortably at the paper before her as she waited for Melinda to take her eyes off her. Her grip tightened as her eyes watered