how was last night?

"Whatever, Z. You don't know the man you're dealing with..." Zion Kwan sighed, shaking his head in defeat against his stubborn sister. 

Glancing up to her side profile, another sigh slipped past his lips. "Perhaps, you do," he added. 

"No, I don't." Shaking her head, Zoey slowly averted her gaze towards the window. "To be honest, it's not me, but him... he doesn't know who he's dealing with... it's frightening." The corner of her lips hooked into a weak smile as a gloomy flash glinted her eyes. 

"Z, what happened when you disappeared...?" Biting his lower lip, Zion Kwan tightened his hand into a fist as he asked. 

The answer for this very question had been long overdue. The first time he asked her this... it gave him an overwhelming air around her that he shrugged the question off. However, they were now adults, and after a long time of contemplation, after his conversation with Matthew Xi yesterday... Zion Kwan wanted to know firsthand.