“Stay.”
The word had barely left my mouth when Dave stopped.
He was still standing by the door.
I could see the question in his eyes.
“Here?”
I nodded.
“Please.”
His expression softened.
“Okay.”
He stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.
The room suddenly felt smaller.
I sat on the edge of the bed.
Dave pulled the chair closer and sat across from me.
“You look like you're about to confess to a crime.”
I laughed.
“Ang OA mo.”
“I'm serious.”
“So am I.”
He studied me.
“What happened?”
I looked at the small key hidden beneath my pillow.
“I remembered something.”
His smile disappeared.
“About the key?”
I nodded.
“What?”
I closed my eyes.
“I don't know if it's real.”
“Tell me anyway.”
I took a deep breath.
“I saw a roo
