Warren eyes the woman with an icy stare across arms folded to his chest, unflinching with her doe-eyed stare and feigned compassion.
"It sounds like we all used to. Tell me what happened to you, then. The broken can recognize their own, and your indifference betrays your own feelings on the matter."
He keeps his eyes locked on hers, either attempting to call bluff or perhaps legitimately on to something.
"It sounds like we all used to. Tell me what happened to you, then. The broken can recognize their own, and your indifference betrays your own feelings on the matter."
He keeps his eyes locked on hers, either attempting to call bluff or perhaps legitimately on to something.