Marsai:
My head spun for a second.
What the hell was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be at school?
I blinked, trying to clear my head.
“E-Ethan? What are you doing here?”
“I should be asking you that, Marsai.” He stepped closer and gently cupped my face with his warm hands. “You’ve been hiding from us… why? Why have you been shutting us out like this? We’ve missed you so much.”
I slowly pulled his hands away from my cheeks.
“Everyone hates me,” I whispered. “They think I killed Dessie. But I didn’t..I swear I didn’t…”
Ethan’s voice softened. “It’s okay, Marsai. We miss Dessie too. Losing her hurts… but deep down, we don’t believe you did it. Someone’s trying to frame you..I can feel it.”
I blinked quickly, trying to hold back the tears.
He was right. Somewhere deep down, I k
