6 - Your name

Your name

She looked at him, sighed loudly, and replied:

— Why do you care?

— Well...

— Look, you were going to take the blame for me, and that's why I helped you. We owe nothing to each other.

— I was only intrigued by you.

I just asked a question. Calm down, girl.

— Now I'm even more worried.

Gabriel wanted to let out a light laugh, but he restrained himself.

— I'm no stranger, do I look like a rapist or something? I mean, you must be stronger than me. I woke up less than a month ago.

— That explains a lot, you must be without a group too then, right?

— No, actually, I do have a group.

— What? I've been here for two fucking years and I didn't find anyone.

I think I really should be happy with my luck. Things are better than they look.

— I have my story, if you want to listen.

She looked at him, smiled and said:

— Okay, tell me.

Gabriel explained everything since he woke up, the girl just looked, with a neutral face.