Yuko's voice was a low growl, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and something else I couldn't quite place. "Trust you? How can I trust you when you're always hiding something? Tell me the truth, Jack. I deserve to know."
I could see the determination in her eyes, the resolve that told me she wouldn't back down. The air between us was thick with tension, and the weight of the moment seemed to press down on us.
Whatever happened next, it was clear that this conversation was far from over. The rooftop seemed to close in around us, the cool evening air doing little to dispel the heat of our confrontation.
Yuko's thoughts were a storm of anger and conflict.[I should just kill this bastard once and for all,] she thought, her mind racing with possibilities.
[But Haruna will be sad. I don't know what she will do. She surely likes him. I can't kill him.] Her thoughts spiraled, considering drastic measures.
