A friend in need

Zayden looked a little upset. The atmosphere between them was very cozy. However, Alice felt a shiver running down her spine shortly after Zayden asked this question. Alice’s hand stopped, and the fork in her hand suspended in the air. She frowned at Zayden and said, “I already told you that person is just my friend. What’s the matter?” Zayden’s tone softened a little, but he maintained his serious demeanor. He continued to ask, “Tell me, what’s the name of that person? Is he a man or a woman? I want to know about your friend.” Alice looked at Zayden in confusion and then said seriously as she pretended to be joking, “Oh, no, you don’t know him. What’s the matter, Zayden? Are you jealous? I just had a phone call with my friend.” Zayden silently clenched his hands into fists under the dining table as he thought that Alice’s nonchalant attitude made him look like a fool. They were sitting so close, and he was so close to the truth. They were, however, concealing something from each other