"Perché stai chiamando adesso? ( Why are you calling now? )" Imogen asked in a cold tone
Madam Marino sighed thinking *WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITH THIS KID. STILL COLD AS ALWAYS.*
◐ Maze ◐Although it wasn't my first time, yet I am quite nervous about being here.My heart was drumming against my rib so fast that I fear it might jump out of my body any time. I can clearly hear my escalating heartbeat with every step I was getting close to facing Ryan, I wondered if they could, too.I swallowed the saliva that had pooled in my mouth and opened myeyes.With a stiff cold touch on my shoulder, I got out of my world and turned to face Imogen with a dry smile over my face," Are you fine? You seem....Nervous," He completed his sentence taking a comprehensive peek at my face.
"Since when you two know each other?" Ryan asked coldly, paused, and rephrased himself shaking his head as he proceeded on how rude he was sounding," I mean to say how did you two meet?"Imogen didn't want to explain anything to anyone, but he has to. As Madam Marino was curious to know about it as well.If it wasn't for Madam Marino then Imogen wouldn't have given a damn to anyone else.He parted his lips and before he can start pouring his heart out, Maze intervened and began to state, "It's a long story. I don't think Young Mcmaster would have that much free time to listen,"Ryan didn't say anything, but his face darkened with shame and ire."I think she is right. Besides I need to talk to the boyz. Can we kindly leave and let this belle donne to talk alone," Mr. Mcmaster ended his verse with a wink at Maze and veronica. and in turn, they just smiled awkwardly.
After having a heated conversation with his father, Imogen burst out of the room and entered the hall area, where he faced a different view that was sufficient to cause him to proceed obtuse in outrage.He walked towards Maze and was about to reach and grab her hand, trying to separate her from Ryan.
"You got up early today. What's the matter? Can't sleep?" Imogen asked sweetly.Maze didn't respond, just sat straight rubbing her eyes against her palm trying to evade the drowsiness, and then looked at Imogen.
A week passed yet nothing enthralling happened, neither Imogen found out anything about Joan Berenice, nor did he found out how the attackers traced him while he was hiding in Maze's house.Meanwhile, Mrs. Mcmaster came a step close to unraveling the mystery surrounding Maze and her son Ryan.
"Ryan,"He increased his walking speed as soon as he heard the sound of his name being called from behind.The farther he went, the sharper voice calling behind by his name was approaching him.
"I was wrong. You did absolutely right by not going back to that house again. After all this year she hasn't changed a bit," Fergus spat, frustratedly slapping on his thigh."I'm not thinking over it," Imogen replied pinching his lower lips.
"Marino, dov'è Ryan?( Marino, where's Ryan? )" Mrs. Mcmaster inquired while her tired eyes looked around longing to see a glimpse of her son.What happened to this witch again today?