Traces of Crimson

Donovan pressed the elevator button. It happened to be empty, so he took her right inside.

"You're an open book."

Genevieve pursed her lips and fell silent but subconsciously touched her face. Am I an open book? When have I become so expressive?

Now that they were already inside the elevator, Genevieve tried to wrest her hand away, but Donovan held it tightly.

"Donovan, let go."

The man smiled in