Solace didn’t reveal much in his face, but his body showed signs of ticking gears. He placed his hands on his flat stomach, thin fabric of his button-up crinkled at the waist band of his pants. He tapped his fingers, eyes locked on Soraku. “I recall a rather young woman who decided it wise she share our secrets with a man she’d claimed was the love of her life … only to wake up one day and find that man had left the village.”
CREEEEEEEEP
