42. Long Hair

Two of us were seated near the glass wall, the busy road could be seen from here.

"So?" I muttered as we didn't know how to start a decent conversation or what to talk about.

"I think you shouldn't be this nervous or afraid? I won't eat you, nor I'm a ghost." Laughing both of us slowly got comfortable and later started talking about random things.

But the reason why I was anxious wasn't William, it was the message. A killing threat not for me but the guy with me.

What would, whoever it was, would do after murdering the poor male who didn't even know anything. What he or she would get after doing something bad to the male?

I tried my best to not seem concerned and focus on our conversation when the waiter came with our orders.

"Thanks," I muttered to the girl who smiled and left us.

"The taste of this sandwich is amazing." I munched the food happily forgetting that some problem might be lurking around.

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