39. Wild cat

[Zeve’s POV]

“What do you mean by if I trust them? They are so in love. They are a perfect couple. Why do you doubt them? They are just enjoying themselves, right?” I asked him.

He kept peering at me for a long time, then said with a strange smile on his face. It wasn’t exactly sad, but painful in a teasing way.

“Second question: who do you trust more? Them or me?” He asked as his gaze bound mine with his.

“Who do you want me to trust? Them… or you?” I asked him.

There was a smooth silence between us. A silence that felt as if every word we spoke reverberated into a fading abyss.

We kept peering at each other, worshipping the silence until he said, “well played, Zeve Freedom. But it’s not about who I want you to trust, it’s about who could earn your trust. I think I know my answer, but I will ask this question again. Who do you trust, them or me?”

“Them.” I said and a satisfactory smile appeared on his face.

As if he was expecting me to trust them and not him. I don’t know wh