"So you wanna know the truth?" Sonny asked, still smiling as he looked straight at me.
His smile itself looked strange — almost possessed — as if he always had other motives behind every word he spoke. The moonlight behind him made the expression even clearer.
"Yeah… Sonny," I said, forcing a fake smile onto my face. A light sweat formed on my forehead even in the cold night air.
"I want to know how come I lost myself that night so much. Like… it never happened to me before. It was truly so much fun!" I added, letting a small blush appear on my cheeks. I turned my eyes to the side and gripped Ezra's coat tighter around my shoulders, holding onto it as if it could keep me steady.
I'm sorry, Ezra, I said silently in my mind. I hated saying those words, but I had no other choice. I needed to get into this matter myself and end it on my own. Once I know the truth… I will…
