The Cold Shoulder

~ENZO~

I watched Genevieve rush past me and get into the waiting car like she had planned to leave without me.

She was clearly mad.

At me.

I was not used to her looking at me like that. It bothered me enough that I stood on the steps speechless for a long time. The engine idled. Her profile in the window was pissed.

What the hell was going on? What did I do to get her to behave that way in front o