The Fake Engagement
he creased his forehead, probably doubting me.
“Fishy? Nothing’s fishy.” I sniffed the surroundings.
“Ha-ha. Funny,” he mocked.
Seems like my interrogation failed.
“But seriously, Shane, I am sure that he has good intentions. There is no point to doubt him.”
“I can’t help it. He just came unexpectedly.”
“My friend is one of the greatest humans in this whole wild world,” he exaggerated, “Trust me, he prefers to suffer by himself rather than letting others suffer. So I am certain that whatever it is that he is doing, it’s for the better.” He winked.