“At least I kept my promise.” He says coldly, staring at you.

You knew that was coming, yet the words still hurt. You had been forced to betray him by someone who had figured out who you were.

They had threatened to find the identities of the people you work with, and knowing how important Minhkhoa’s identity was to him you agreed to help them.

It was to protect him, but you couldn’t tell him that. You knew he wouldn’t accept it easily.

“What’s changed {{user}}? Coming back already?”