Verena's eyes lift to meet mine.
Silence persists above us. "As I thought, you already knew about it" She scoffs. Causing me to furrow my brows. "I actually met your brother, Amedeo. He has yet to be aware of who I am" What? Perplexity wanders around me. I can't guess what is happening here currently.
"But I suppose, you have heard about it from somewhere" She faces to front. Inhaling deeply as if she is trying to attain energy to speak further. "My initial scheme was to use you. To put you front. Just benefit myself by risking your life because you meant nothing to me"
I am supposed to be disappointed, exasperated and shocked. Yet, I don't feel an ounce of betrayal at all. She confessed after all. It was me who decided to neglect her real intention. How can I find fault within her? She is guiltless. "Do you want to kill me?"
