"What happened to your hand?" Ben asked me when we were having breakfast the next morning.
I looked up at him from my food in disbelief. I was pleasantly surprised that he was concerned about me but I didn't want anyone to know what happened between me and Dimitri last night, "I fell" I lied, shifting my eyes to somewhere else.
Dimitri always told me that I can't even lie to save a life and I didn't want Ben to assume the worst of me in case if he knew I was lying.
"That hard?" He pressed.
Again, I was taken aback by his persistence as I expected him to leave after that. He wasn't always like this with me. Before this, he wouldn't even glance my way and now here he was, asking countless questions about my hand. It was so unlike of him and it made me wonder what's the reason behind the
