NATALIE’S POV.

“Where did you come from, or would I use the word migrate from?” He asked, looking deep into my eyes.

“Blue Iris City,” I answered but suddenly noticed a weird look on his face.

“What?” He muttered with widened eyes, while I was left to wonder if I had said anything wrong.

He suddenly went mute, as the atmosphere became tensed—

“What’s going on?” I wondered in awe, as I tried to scrutinize the look on his face when he managed to comport himself.

“You’re a spy right?” He suddenly asked with so much anger in his voice, as I was left to wonder where the question was...