In Louis's office, Aaron sat with a mysterious expression that left even Louis himself perplexed. Louis couldn't fathom why Aaron was treating him in such a peculiar manner.
"Nothing? No coffee, no tea?" Louis asked again, trying to break the strange tension that hung in the air. Aaron, however, didn't even deign to reply; his silence spoke volumes.
Louis pressed his lips together, his fingers clenching instinctively. "About that night," Louis heard Aaron speak, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "What is your relationship with the girl?"
Louis had anticipated this question would come up eventually, and he couldn't help but smile before responding, his tone deliberately ambiguous. "What do you think about it?"
"I am sure she is not your girlfriend. Otherwise, I would have to kill you on the spot." Aaron's voice was unwavering, his threat hanging heavily in the air. Louis felt a knot tighten in his stomach.
