After a moment of silence, Akira reached out his hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. I jumped in surprise as a light blush filled my cheeks.
"What—"
"Haru, what if I've been lying to you?" Akira delicately asked before looking me in the eyes with a soft smile on his lips.
What? Lied? About what?
"L-Lied about what?" I was confused and caught off guard by the sudden question, so I unconsciously tugged my hand to pull it away.
"I actually do remember Akira's life." Akira tightened his hold on my hand. "Well—"
What the hell?
"You do?" I scrunched my eyebrows together as mixed feelings welled up.
What the fuck? Why didn't he tell me?
"Mhm." Akira inclined head. "But—"
I pulled my hand back even harder as the feeling of hurt and distrust rose to the surface. "Why?" I frowned, staring at our hands with apprehension and confusion. Akira smiled sadly.
