Page 34 of Dead to Me

“What’s going on?”

Malcolm looked at her. I watched them and caught the quick exchange in their eyes. They had a silent conversation.

China looked at me.

“Milan?”

“Your fiancé was just warning me about people.”

Her face changed.

“What people?”

“Good question.”

Malcolm sighed.

“This is getting blown out of proportion.”

I looked at China.

“Did you tell him I left my room?”

“No.”

Malcolm turned to her. China stopped moving.

“You two should really get better at lying.”

China’s face went pale.

“Milan.”

I stepped backward into my room.

“Good night.”

Malcolm pressed his hand to the door before I could close it. I froze.

“Move your hand.”

“We need to talk.”

I looked at his fingers on my door, then at his face.

“You already stole six years from me, Malcolm. I wouldn’t get greedy with my time.”

His hand dropped.

China whispered, “What does that mean?”

I looked at her.

“It means I’m tired.”

I closed the door and stood there until I heard them leave.

The burner vibrated again. I took it out of my pocket.