Needing clarity, Dave called out to Mira just as she was about to leave. "Wait, Mira. I remember you driving me home that night," he said, his voice laced with both urgency and anxiety. "But what happened after that? I need to know the truth."
Mira paused, her hand resting on the door handle. She turned back to face him, a sly smile creeping across her lips. "You really want to know?" she asked, her tone teasing.
"Yes, Mira," Dave replied, trying to keep his impatience in check. "I need to know what happened."
She took a few steps closer to him, her eyes never leaving his. "Alright, Dave, I'll tell you everything that happened," she said, drawing out the words as if savoring the moment. "But there's something I want in return."
Dave narrowed his eyes, feeling a sense of foreboding. "Wh
