It was a fairly obvious question, but Natalie had no obvious answer. Instead, she looked back at the scene she really shouldn't have been looking at. The boy was whispering something in the girl's ear and Natalie didn't need to see his lips move or hear his words to know what he was saying.
I'll come back for you, Nat. I promise.
What a lie.
"Nothing useful," she finally replied, having to slightly force the dry tone past the lump in her throat.
Re: An Aged Door
I'll come back for you, Nat. I promise.
What a lie.
"Nothing useful," she finally replied, having to slightly force the dry tone past the lump in her throat.