"Why are you smiling, Hazel?" Ethan said, pulling off from the hug when he noticed that she had stopped smiling. "Mayhaps you fooled me with your tears?"
Hazel squeezed her brows, wondering how this man could guess everything right. She cleared her throat and shook her head, "No, I didn't. I was telling the truth. The woman is the murderer."
He looked at her softly and said, "I am not talking about the murder."
Hazel gazed, her eyes on the clothes she had squeezed into his abdomen when he embraced her the other time. "I am talking about your tears. You fooled me using that right?"
Hazel could not lie anymore. Whatever this man was, he was also a witch who could easily see a man's thoughts. "I didn't mean to pretend but then, you didn't believe me when I told you she is the murderer, you still don't. I did not entirely fool you, I am very frightened by the fact that I would have to stay with this woman who is capable of killing me."
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