Novel & Cerita I Have Some Questions For You

"Gone. I got here first." Ayesha’s blood ran cold. She stepped closer. "Did you kill him?" Subject 17 smirked. "No." She stood slowly, her movements measured, controlled. "I let him go." Ayesha’s breath hitched. "Why?" Subject 17’s eyes darkened. "Because you’re asking the wrong questions." Ayesha clenched her fists. "Then what should I be asking?" Subject 17 stepped forward, lowering her voice. "Not who made me."

There’s this question i so badly want to ask Alice, but I don’t know how to. What if that child is mine?…..

the question I have been dreading and the reason for my return. Am I ready?

I thought about my next question for a while. “Why are you the way you are?”

"Ask away." "Do you want to date?"

"Takes me to the apartment every day . . . . " Everybody: "?" Only that? Anything else?

"I have a surprise for you." Surprise?

No, I'm not someone like that. [Pfft. Okay stop, you're making it sounds like I've committed a crime when I didn't. I'll tell you things about me, I apologize in advance because this will be few. I really don't know what to tell, so if you have any question about me, feel free to ask, I'll answer it.] Is there anything I wanted to know?

I scrunch up my face. So many questions I could have asked, so many answers I could have received. But now's not the time for personal problems.

Claire is going to have a lot of questions for me *********