Eyes of Suspicion

I sat on the bench, elbows propped on my knees, holding the bottle of water. Beside me, Seraphine sat upright, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her long white t-shirt with her usual air of playfulness.

I still remember when I first saw her she was so serious and less talkative but now she is completely opposite. I guess that just show how comfortable she feels around me.

"So, Blazer, huh?" Seraphine started, turning to me with her smile. Her tone was light, but her curiosity was ahead. "He was something else out there. And that starting move of yours... Care to share how you managed to, you know, disappear like you were never even there?"

I took a slow sip of water, my expression unreadable. "It's not something I feel like explaining."

Seraphine pouted, puffing her cheeks dramatically. "Oh, come on, Cutiepie. You always do this. Keeping your secrets locked up. We're friends! You could at least let me in on one or two of them."