“Here with a friend?” asked Stanley.

Xyla nodded. “Yeah.”

“Is it the one who fought with you the last time? Or…?”

“Yeah.”

“Then, don’t stay out too late. Call me if anything happens,” he urged, showing no emotional disturbance in his eyes.

Xyla nodded, wondering if this fake husband of hers was being too concerned for her. Why did she get a feeling that he was like her real husband?

“Alright. Five Batton, you do know that we’re just pretending, right?” said Xyla as she searched his e