I heard him mumbling something from my back.
"What?" I look back to him.
"That woman..." he whispered while his gaze is lowered on his hands.
"The woman that the femme fatal was talking about..."
He looked up to me with his eyes showing no hint of joking.
"...is you."
Huh?
A moment of silence enveloped the two us. The room is filled with nothing but the scream of silence.
"Have you lost you mind?" I said nonchalantly, my face is showing him some mockery.
"Did you bump your head or something? Maybe you should let Robin check you up once again." I fixed my shirt. "Wait here, I'm going to call him outside." I turned my back and was ready to leave and call Robin.
He grabbed my wrist, preventing me from walking away.
"What?" I asked him.
He was looking at me intently while his hands are still grasping my wrist.
His grip got more and more tight.
