Elena frowns and blushes faintly when he leans in close. She angrily scrubs at the color on her cheeks and sets the bowl down, and she walks upstairs. She smells every flower and washes her mouth with mouthwash. [b]‘What are you doing?’[/b] ‘Getting the stink of his breath out of my system. Besides, what does he think gives him the right to just invade my space like that?!’