"You—"

Donoghue did not expect Shentel would cower like a frightened child and retreated a few steps backward before he could approach her. Her exquisite face was filled with apprehension. She opened her mouth and said, "Don't come near me—"

Swoosh!

Donoghue stopped in his tracks; he was stunned, but a smile remained plastered on his face. He was confused.

What happened? Shentel had always been obedient and gentle with him. How did she become so distant after they had not seen each other fo