Chapter 32 - Secret

Time seemed to freeze when Lucas and Cinthya's eyes met. Evelyn, walking away with confident steps and a faint smile on her face, seemed unconcerned—or perhaps deliberately ignored—the tension hanging in the air.

Cinthya tilted her head slightly, her expression hard to read behind the mask covering half her face. However, her bright eyes sparkled with sharp curiosity, as if saying, "What exactly is going on here, Lucas?"

Lucas swallowed nervously, his hand reflexively scratching the back of his neck.

"Uh… Evening, Cinthya."

Cinthya didn't answer right away. She placed the trash bag on the floor slowly, then stepped closer, leaning forward slightly. Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.

"Lucas… you… hmm, what exactly did I just see? Evelyn walked out of your apartment with a satisfied look and a relaxed stride… Don't tell me you two just…"

Lucas frantically waved his hands in the air. "It's not what you think! I mean… it's… complicated!"