Heather's eyes shifted after Trisha finished her sentence.
"Uhmmm, I was simply in fear of seeing them lose their lives," she answered slowly.
Trisha shook her head, "Your eyes speak otherwise."
"Does it," Heather subconsciously touched the side of her eye.
"There it is again," Trisha spoke.
Heather abruptly put down her hand.
"Your eyes, they are showing fear of the words I am speaking at the moment. This time, you are in fear of being found out."
Trisha watched the fear she's seeing grow even more.
She reached out to hold Heather's hands, "Calm down, I am not your enemy."
"No! I never thought of it."
"I know. But you are fearing too much right now. What is it that you hide?"
Heather looked down. She had not expected that someone else would see through her. It was fine with Cyrus as he himself has remembered it. Wesley was someone whom she had sent time together to the point of believing that he would trust her fully.
