Chapter 27: A Secret Between Us
The hands I feared that would decide whether I lose my dignity now or never, was brought on his lips. A sardonic laughter echoed within the four corners of the room afterward. His eyes crinkled until they disappeared.
Sometimes, people laugh when they can’t accept the truth. Noir is an example.
"You think I’d believe that?"
"I did. But looking at you now, I guess thinking like that’s too much."
"Anyone that heard you would have the same reaction as me." He crossed his legs again, his hands clasped together cupping his knees. "Your story just doesn’t make sense. In many ways. A vortex filled only with books—could be possible. But how did you get in? How did you get out? How is it that the UAO did not receive any alarm about another vortex appearing? There’s just so many loopholes, newbie."
I sighed. I know.
"Release me and I will fill those holes one by one."
Noir fixed his eyes on me, contemplating what to do. Why is he hesitating? He’s much stronger than I am, so even if my limbs are free, I don’t think I’d try to escape.
"Fine."
He picked up the knife he threw and started cutting the ropes. I never felt this liberated before, thank goodness. I paused, staring at my right arm. The cast was gone, and there was no trace of the injury. It was perfectly fine. No wonder it didn’t cross my mind the whole time I was tied.
But this kind of quick recovery...there’s only one person I know who can do it. Did Etienne...?