Stay away from my daughter

On the flip side, inside Paul and Agatha's unit, one of the two men finally broke the silence that reigned upon them for so long. Opening his mouth and eyeing the young man piercingly, Fred let out a low voice showing undisguised wariness and hostility.

"So lad, how the hell did you guess who I am?"

When Paul brought down his cup of tea, a part of his hand made contact with the tabletop, the coldness from its surface transferring a bit to his skin. Outside, it was already dark and silent. The silhouettes of the other buildings and billboards were barely visible from the window. Up in the sky, bright stars twinkled softly.

Inside the room though, the conversation between the two had long proceeded, and it was nowhere near the peacefulness of the scenery outside. It got to the point where Paul's face could only be as cold as the person sitting in front of him, if not colder, after all his efforts to make the current situation as pleasant as possible went down the drain.

The two simply