I sit on the passenger seat of Ashar's car. Resting my head on the seat, I gaze at the road traffic through my side of window as he starts the car.

"You shouldn't have come here." I say.

"Why?"

I look at him, "Ryan has already seen you. These people are like a family to me. It's not easy to pretend or lie to them."

"Why are you scared? Is it because they have never seen you with a guy before?" He gives me a brief glance.

I widen my eyes, "You're talking nonsense."

"You're avoiding the question." He smirks.

"That's not my point, Ashar." I sit upright, "I'm too...