akira's POV

I looked at the clock beside our bed. It's almost 10 pm but thunder isn't here yet. I've been waiting for him here at home since I arrived. I've been composing and organizing my explanation for a while now.

I don't know but I'm very nervous. I'm not doing anything wrong. I didn't betray him but I can't forget his cold eyes that I always see whenever he looks at me. This time, the look he gave me earlier after Bryan left was colder than his normal. I can still clearly see how he followed Bryan's driving car and then looked at me again with a cold gaze....