[KHIONE’S POINT OF VIEW]
“Are you okay?”
I heard Rue’s voice as soon as I walked into the room. I came to a halt in front of the door, and my gaze was drawn to where she was lying on her bed, staring at me with a puzzled expression that I would never be fooled by again.
One thing I knew about Rue was that what she showed on her face was the polar opposite of what she was thinking. In time, I learned to read her so well that I could tell when she was genuinely worried, genuinely crafty, or genuinely only interested in pursuing her selfish desires. At this moment, she was confused but didn't care.
I looked away from her and toward my bed as my jaw became clenched.
“Are you okay, Khione?"
I exploded out of exhaustion. “Can you for once quit pretending like you care? We all
