Marina's POV
I pleaded with her to give me time, and that I would tell her soon. Even though, it would still be a lie then because I couldn't tell her I wanted to kill her brother. She nodded in understanding then took my hands and led me to her own office as the secretary where we hung out and chatted about stupid things for the rest of the day.
It's been a week. My green bike was still as good as new, as if it was never touched but it was cleaned properly.
Malcolm kept staring at me from afar and after the race, he approached me.
“You. Where did you go? We didn't see you for like three months. You left and now you're back.”
His expression was that of suspicion, and it missed me off.
“I'm not obligated to tell you anything about my life, Sir.” I said the words as I felt them, and I
