DENVER’S POV
I watched as Ash came into the room and I quickly dropped the book back on the table.
Ash said nothing, rather he simply walked to the table and picked the book up.
Then he looked up at me.
My heart was racing wildly.
“The Diary of Anne frank.” He stated as he looked at the book cover and read it aloud. “An original version in German.”
I ignored him and kept my head straighten firm.
“You read German.” He stated. It was not a question.
I didn’t want to answer his ridiculous question, but then if I didn’t, it would seem childish so I did.
“To an extent yes.” I said.
“I don’t think it’s just to an extent.” He said in German and I looked up at him in surprise.
He could speak German too. Then I hid my surprise and carried on like nothing had happened.
I shrugged indif
