Chapter 47

Ronan

She flipped the page once more and flipped again, again, and again till she was done with the whole file.

Streams of tears fell from her face to her cheeks, causing me to wonder what exactly she was up to.

“This is Antonio?” she asked me, pointing at the picture.

“Don’t you dare fake it with me,” I warned her in a stern voice, even when I knew that I might be the one getting the whole thing wrong.

“I came to you to explain it all this morning, but you chased me oddly without hearing what I was saying. Be it a lie or not,” she said, half choking on her tears which made me wonder how dramatic she was.

“I have no time for all of this. Just tell me, do you know Antonio or not?”

“I don’t know him. I told you already, but I have had some connection with him. He made me into this and has been trailing me ever since then.”

“I need more,” I said, liking that she was beginning to open up.

“Ronan, please just listen,” she addressed me