FortuneCraft in Apocalypse

Missed

“What the fuck…” Leo said but his sentence died off.

This was more than he bargained for. Were they really arguing about lovers right now? Were they still in the same conversation space of had something happened that he was not aware of? He looked back to find Lara sitting on a tree log, watching them with crossed eyes. That was the way she was; always hiding at a corner to watch them when they started to argue.

Diane stopped rubbing her neck but she still kept her hand there. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Draven laughed sarcastically. “Are we going to start this back and forth shit now? Is that what you’re playing at, Diane?”

“No, I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Is that so? Well now, let me spell it out for you. Are you and Timothy lovers? You’re so invested and obsessed with him that I’m obliged to think that you both have been lovers.”

That was a huge bomb, and bombs comes with the silence of an attack. Leo looked back to Lara, whose mouth was agape in sho