# Kaira's POV

Soon, I got home. The sun was already setting as it neared 6 PM. The car ride was smooth, but I couldn’t shake off the thought of Tony... that sudden look on his face, and the fact that he was urging me to leave first. My mind kept wandering into dark, negative thoughts

"It’s not related to that gunfire at the market, right?" I whispered, rubbing my temple nervously.

Tony had denied it was him back then, but… why couldn’t I believe his words?

The doubt still lingered, ...