Simran

in the middle of the sidewalk and I would’ve fallen had our arms not been

“Tell me your name.”

He wants to make introductions. Maybe he’ll need it to erase my existence once he murders me. Great. Now I’ve gone from thinking he’s a thief to a killer.

“Then what are you going to do about Arya, Bee?”

The one choice I avoided by giving myself false hope.

“Say yes to my parents.”