Nathalie almost lost touch of her soles on the timber and beaten stone flooring alongside the subtle tremors of her fingers when Ashtra blurted out the words she thought she would never hear.
"You seem rooted? Did I hit the nail on the head?" After which, he began to snicker.
'Where did he even?' Deep down, she rattled about what he knew. 'Perhaps, it was just a ruse that he couldn't read my mind?'
Even then, she found the courage to scribe midair with his claims.
[I have no idea what you're talking about—]
"Too bad; I could've told you where and whom I heard about it." Then slithered away from her chest towards her hand. "Wouldn't you think so?"
He muttered with such a suggestive tone, what a sly man. However, she gave him a weird stare with her mouth crooked in disdain from his attempts.
