(Author's POV)
"I warned you not to visit me. Then, what are you doing here?" Myra snapped at Alaric as she questioned him. Her tone sharp like a blade.
"Your phone isn't working. Your family must be worried about you. You should give them a call," Alaric exhaled a sigh as he extended his hand and gave Myra his phone to make a call.
Myra's mouth agape, she was confused by his sudden tenderness. Her eyes flickered but she shut down any thought immediately, 'Don't fall for his humble behavior, Myra. You know first hand what type of a person is he, if I can even call him a 'person'. He is just trying to gaining my trust.'
She snatched his cellphone from his hand and said, her tone commanding, "Back off."
Alaric didn't like the tone but still obliged, stood and walked two paces back, giving her enough space. She glared at him for few seconds, then turned her attention towards his phone, which was eventually locked.
She extended her hand again and said, "Password."
