Then, Ashton, who remained silent before, finally had something to say. “With masks on, they could be anyone. Last night, you drove a car with a Fuller license plate too, didn’t you? There’s just no way to tell who they were for sure.”

Ashton had a good point, and I could not agree more with him. “That’s right. How can we tell when their faces were covered with a mask. Why would Ashton and I just leave our wedding outfit behind and sneak into some parking lot like we’re having an affair? It doesn’t make sense.”

“So you’re saying that the reporters lied and that they reported fake news? What are you so nervous about then?” questioned John provokingly.

“I’m not! Why would you say that? I’m not nervous at all.” I immediately threw my hands open and pretended to be calm.

“Of course not. Everybody can see that,” remarked John sarcastically.

It was then I finally realized that the more I tried to explain myself, the worse I was making myself look.

I was so angry at John for making a fool out of me that I picked up a pillow beside me and threw it at him.

came from upstairs. “Hey, would you look at that! The

in gold pajamas and a pair of slippers, Holden casually

man then sat down beside me before quickly getting up again to stare straight at me. “I have to say, Mrs. Fuller. I never imagined

man abashedly. Feeling utterly helpless, I

Ashton could see that I was looking at him, he took a sip of his tea and acted like everything was

repeating Ashton’s words, Holden suddenly jumped up with a hardened face and made a dash for the bathroom. “Damn it, Ashton! I’ll get you back

Blech!

Ashton continued to enjoy his tea calmly. He then

to remember them,” I promised the man with an appreciative nod. Apparently,

who tortured others like that.” Holden slowly made his way back

the man. “Hey,

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