Emma got out of her room while taking careful steps with her heart beating very rapidly.
On coming out, she saw Blake standing in front of his door with glasses chattered on the floor.
She stared from the floor to the two pairs of cold eyes that were vastly turned to her unsure of what to do next.
She could see him clenching and unclenching his hands while gazing at her direction.
Maybe it was a bad idea to come out of her room after hearing the sound of something breaking.
"What are you doing there? You do not stand there and mop at me like the clown that you are, get to work and clean up this mess right now" Blake yelled at her.
Emma hastily nodded her head then dashed towards his direction and bent down to pick them.
She was as careful as she can in order not to get the glass into her skin or end up wounding herself.
Blake leaned on the door frame watching her every move as she clear up the mess he created.