“Wait a minute. What do you mean by what I am trying to do?” She asked, her tone getting slightly angered as she stood up.
“You know what I am talking about.” I hissed, turning to her.
“No, I don’t. According to you I lied to you. So tell me what you are talking about.”
“Don’t disturb me.” I said sternly.
“No. Listen. You are believing Elmer because he told you I was going to tell you this before and you believed him?” She asked.
“Didn’t you think for a second that he might be saying this to clear himself up and put all faults at me?” She continued, agitated.
“Why don't you believe me?” She asked in a croaked voice.
“Who is Nicolas?” I asked hurriedly. Her eyes widened upon hearing, her mouth gaped along with a look of stagger sweeping off from her face.
Fright mixed with distre
