Ivan was not a let-go type of person. Though he was good-looking with a lean yet athletic build, his eyes were strangely dark today. And I noticed a faint wound on his forehead hidden under his brown hair.
"Why do you think it's him who bailed me out and not someone else?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but the fear was creeping in. I couldn't trust Ivan too.
I didn't know what, but there was a pattern I noticed. I believed it was Judas who was stalking me, but the thing was, was he the one sending me texts too? Of course, he was, but... that day in the fest, I was in the washroom when the stalker texted me. And there was no way Judas would take out his phone in front of the whole college to send me a threatening text.
That was questionable to his pretending blindness.
He wouldn't ri
