“Stop saying so much and just get straight to the point.” Zala hissed. Her nerves were already a wreck and Orpheus’ desperation was palatable making it worse.
Although Orpheus had decided to come clean, it didn’t make it any less daunting and he didn’t even know where to begin.
“You remember when I told you that Kevoy is a friend of mine?” He asked, brows furrowing when she stiffened. A flash of discomfort in her eyes had him feeling endlessly guilty.
“I remember. But why bring that up?” She swallowed, unintentionally gripping his arm hard enough that her nails were biting into his skin.
“I’m sure you know enough about Kevoy and me. And if you hadn’t picked up on it, I’d prefer never to talk about him again.” She said. Her every word was pushing the biting nail of guilt deeper.
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