"You don't have to drag me. I can walk," I complained. Reule let go of my hand and continued walking.

We came across a pizzeria where there were no customers inside. Reule went inside and sat on the corner where it was not visible from the people outside.

"What are you doing? Are you hiding?" I asked when I sat across with him.

"I don't want Lila to follow," Reule replied and checked the menu. He called the waiter and gave his orders.

"Why? You were rude to her ...