"What was it that I said?" I ask, wanting to be sure exactly where he's heading at but he keeps on staring straight ahead while fiddling with one of the rings in his fingers. The rings are two in number and I haven't noticed them before now. They are unusual and beautiful too. I feel like they represent something and I want to ask him about it. However, I think now is not the right time.
"You've been avoiding me since we returned from the trip and I believe it's because of our misunderstanding." He replies, seeming a bit uneasy. Now I understand what the whole thing is about. He doesn't suspect me. Even if he does, it isn't what he wants to talk about. He wants to talk about us.
I feel like I can see right through him now. He had first gotten me the phone I requested hoping that things
