"Nothing! Forget about it."
Ruth replayed his words over and over in her mind trying to wrap her head around it, but she failed.
"What do you mean?" She asked with narrowed eyes.
"I mean forget what you know and do not say a word about it to anyone." Edwin explained.
For Ruth, the man now was speaking had no similarities with the man she loved, except their appearance. Even the feel of him was different.
"How can you say that Edwin? That woman tried to kill you for God's sake. How can you tell me to forget about it??" Ruth could not understand if she was failing to catch on to something or this man indeed sounded ridiculous.
"And that woman is my aunt Ruth!" Edwin's voice rose even more than Ruth's.
She stared at him unblinkingly, trying to see past that facade of the passive face.
But all she got was a thick and tall hard wall.
"Why are you doing this Edwin?" Her voice was softer, begging even.
