“He told you…?” the truth. Was the words Julio wanted to add to his question, but he remembered to be careful and be speculative again, and with that topic, he needed to. Siren was already nodding her head to herself before he could finish the question, so he kept the rest to himself.
“It was m-murder,” her lips trembled, “he believed it was murder ― that someone planned to kill them. We have the same opinion. We believed it was murder! I knew it was murder!” She turned to Julio with fresh tears in the corner of her eyes. At the sight of it, something inside him tightened into a knot. A strong urge to envelop her around him was there again, but it was wrong ― it shouldn’t, it wasn’t wrong at all ― but there was nothing he could compare the feelings with. All he knew was it was wrong with
