"He's a dangerous man, Wynter. That is also not a lie."
Wynter breathed out as she clutched her phone tightly on her grasp.
"So it's true."
"That's all I am going to say," Dylan answered before the line went off.
The call ended and I was now staring at a piece of furniture here in my living room, but not entirely seeing it. My mind was elsewhere and was thinking about what Dylan and Einz had said.
Of course. That would be the case. Keith has always been a dangerous man. I know that. I freaking know that.
I tried to gather my composure, steadying my breaths so as to not burst into a full blown panic attack.
"Right. Keith… he's… he's..."
I pursed my lips again. I know that I kept prolonging everything and is constantly on the run. I don't want to acknowledge it but here it is, biting me in my face directly.
