We walked by the side of the road silently. Ciro doesn't even look at us from behind. I've stopped crying but my heart is still aching. I don't understand his anger and frustration. Why wouldn't he just tell me?
I found Raff's care comforting, somehow. This boy whom I just met feels like someone who is more close to me than that boy in front of me whom I grew up with.
It felt like forever, walking on that road until Ciro stopped. We stopped right behind him and observed what he will do next.
He turned around and said, "Do you hear that?"
I paused for a moment and focused on my surroundings. I looked around but didn't hear nor see anything. Is he playing with us?
"No," answered Raff. He responded faster than I did so I decided not to speak of my observation anymore.
But Ciro ign
