Kyle Kinston's eyes flickered; is it really just like this? He doubted it would be so simple.
Unconsciously, the cigarette had burned out, even though neither of them had taken many drags.
"The cigarette is almost done, let's go inside," Kyle said, extinguishing the cigarette butt, and walked into the house first.
Mr. Conley felt a wave of unease, sensing that the other party probably didn't believe his words. But would the other party investigate? If they really look into anything, then he... and his family... can they remain as they are now?
At this moment, his heart was incredibly flustered.
If some things could be buried forever, perhaps it wouldn't be a bad thing.
When Mabel Quinn and Kyle Kinston returned to Mabel's apartment complex, she noticed his slightly flushed cheeks. "You drank a bit too much tonight," she said.
"Quite a lot, but not to the point of being drunk," he replied.
