Mark began to frown as he noticed Orion's unusual silence. "What's the matter? What's taking you so long? Tell me, who are you and why are you impersonating Ray?" he asked again.
Orion turned to Mark, his expression resolute. "I can't. I can't tell you who I am, nor can I reveal my motives. But what I can tell you is that I'm just borrowing Ray's identity for a while."
Mark's frustration flared as he shot up from his seat, fists clenched at his sides. "You're occupying my friend's body, and you won't even tell me who you are? What kind of person does that?" His voice cracked with rage, each word laced with the pain of betrayal. His eyes glistened with an unspoken loss that weighed heavily on his heart.
Orion sighed. "I have my own situation."
