Chapter 132

Dexter.

She gently sank onto her chair, knowing that she was ignorantly giving herself away. How could I have been blind to not see through the innocent facade?

"What are we still talking about, Dexter? I really want to go home and rest." She whined, but I wasn't going to give in to her demand.

I made her uncomfortable and I liked that she was reacting the way I wanted. "Don't you want to know how it happened?" I asked almost quietly and she nodded with hesitation.

"I...I think I deserve to know what happened to him." She shrugged, her eyes fixed on the table.

"According to what...