Those intimate words triggered an excruciating sting that shot up in his head.
''Urgh....'' Axel instinctively shut his eyes in pain and groaned out lightly. Ayana quickly noticed the oddness and creased her forehead in confusion.
''Axel?'' She called out questioningly, watching as his free hand pressed against his temple, his forehead glistening with sweat under the light.
''Are you okay?'' She asked cautiously, her eyes frantic with concern.
Before Axel could react to her words, she sensed movement from the side and noticed the door slowly opening on the side.
A familiar head popped out through the small gap and darted his eyes around empty room before meeting her stare.
They held each other's gaze before the person cried out. ''Oh come on!''
Ayana swiftly ignored the annoying antics of Matt and observed the countenance of her fiancé in concern.