*Raya*
“You are lying”. I hiss; there is no way this can be true, I saw him hunt her, I saw him bring back the heart … also if he didn’t …
“Look at my face Raya”. He says softly, looking up at me from his kneeling position. “Look into my eyes … Am I lying ? If you think I am, kill me … as I said I won’t fight you”.
Dammit, I do not want to look into his eyes, Those eyes always made my knees weak and my heart flutter … I want him to go away and not have to think about if he is telling the truth.
I lower my knife, but keeps vigilant and ready. “Proof it … proof you are telling the truth”.
“Thanks”. He mumbles, his shoulders slumps slightly and it is like the tension at least somewhat melts out of his muscles, before he slowly gets up, and brushes off his pants.
“Just know if I find out
