“Why are you here?” I asked him and gave him a cup of hot chocolate.
“I should ask you, why are you running in the middle of the night here in your village?" he asked me and sipped on the chocolate drink that I gave to him.
I sigh and I sit in front of him here at our front yard table. I look at his eyes straight and remember what happened to me earlier.
“Should I tell you?” I asked him and he nodded at me.
“Are you sure you are going to believe me?” I asked him to stop sipping his chocolate drink and look away.
I remember how he told me the other day that he doesn't believe in me, and that broke my heart. I gave him a small smile and looked at his eyes again straight.
“I don’t want to, I’ll just keep it to myself,” I said and I stood up and went to enter our house when he held my wr
