“Your tea please, Mr. Seth.” I gently set down the cup of warm lemon tea that had just been made. Not only for him, but for me as well.
Seth only glanced at the cup briefly, then his blue eyes looked back at me intensely. “So... can you talk properly?”
I scowled. “I've been able to talk to you since earlier.”
“But why are you freaking out like I'm a ghost?” asked Seth sarcastically. “In case you forgot, this is my study. And why are you here? Do you not have a room to sleep on the couch in this room?”
Seth was very chatty tonight. His face seemed to have a hue to it. Not like when he met Lisa a few hours ago. I knew why Seth was putting on such a total charade. Apart from keeping Lisa from suspecting him, he's also protecting me and Bernard. Although Bernard had a devious goal and was
