Cutie turned to Veer, his eyes blazing like fire—nothing like the soft warmth Kaya was used to. The calm in him was gone, replaced by a storm she'd never seen before.
"How dare you," he growled, his voice low and sharp.
Kaya's breath hitched.
She had never heard him sound like that.
Never seen him look so furious.
It was like standing next to a stranger wearing Cutie's face.
Her eyes shifted to Veer, who was now sitting up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes met Cutie's, a crooked smirk playing on his lips.
"Wow," Veer scoffed, "I didn't know even a rabbit could throw a punch. Impressive."
He chuckled dryly, then added with a mocking tilt of his head,
"What now? Still pretending like you're all innocent?"
The tension between them crackled in the air, so thick Kaya felt it press on her chest.
