Nikas' shoulders drop. The lively glint in his eyes wanes and he looks away, avoiding Irene's questioning gaze.
“And you didn't tell me that at some point, the two of you were codefendants on this case.” Irene continues.
She watches him, quietly, intently, waiting for an explanation, some clarification. But Nikas offers none.
“I had to dig deep to find these out.” Her tone is accusing. But Nikas clings onto his silence.
“Will you really not say anything?” She taunts , her gaze not once flickering from him, still Nikas says nothing. He doesn't even look at her.
“So you're just gonna sit there and say nothing. Do nothing. Like every other time.” She accuses him. And they both know what she's talking about. A time in their past neither wants to visit.
They had parted without closure. No
