Hiro covered his face with both hands. He didn't want to look at her. Not even for a second. Angela felt like disappearing into the ground. She had been so foolish to think she had more time, that they wouldn't find out so soon.
She had planned to tell them the truth before the full moon. That was the plan. But as always, the moon goddess had other ideas. She always did.
"I can explain," Angela whispered, her voice shaky as she squeezed her fingers one after another. Her legs wouldn't stay still, bouncing with anxiety. "Please, I did it for a reason."
"Now I know why you're being protected... you've got a lot of secrets," Hiro said, slowly lowering his hands from his face. His eyes were cold. "Did they send you to spy on us?"
Angela let out a tired breath. Here it comes—the questions, the suspicion. Did she really look like a spy? "Didn't you read my thoughts?"
