In the dimly lit room, Alanna's eyes became clear and bright. Nick couldn't take his eyes off her.
Looking into those eyes Nick thought of a hundred things he wanted to say. He really wanted to tell Alanna everything.
Nick had really hated Alanna for many years.
—I'm sorry Alanna, you'd better go to your room and try to get some sleep— Nick said bluntly.
Alanna hadn't expected to stumble over that answer, she couldn't believe that those simple words had been the only thing she had managed to get out of him.
She felt like slapping Nick, however, she knew that would be futile.
So on second thought, Alanna simply got out of bed and headed for her room.
Nick stared at her back as her figure faded away. He didn't sleep well that night. Many unanswered questions haunted his mind.
