#Chapter27
Her toes splashed against the cool water of the pool as Imara’s legs sliced back and forth, and her eyes rose to the sky. /"I can’t do it anymore. Please, let me go home this time. Don’t make me come back./"
She heard the glass door shut behind her, and she fanned her face dry. The metal chair Thorin pulled with him scraped against the concrete until he sat down in it beside her. /"Is there anything I can do for you, Imara?/"
Her head nodded a little as she got lost in the ripples under her feet. /"Are you going to tell me the truth now? I think the time for keeping secrets is long gone./"
Hands clasped between his knees as he leaned over and faced her. /"Who told you?/"
She licked at her chapped lips before she pressed her hands on the ledge she was sitting on. /"Thomas./"