HOUSE EVIUS
Ruffa kept pacing back and forth, her steps quick and restless.
"What's up with you, Ruffa? Why do you keep walking around like that?" Addie finally asked, her curiosity clearly piqued.
Ruffa muttered to herself, "Should I tell her… or not?"
"Huh? Are you saying something?" Addie leaned in, trying to catch the words Ruffa had mumbled.
"But… it's not my problem," Ruffa whispered again, her voice barely audible, but the guilt was evident in her tone.
Addie's forehead creased. "What are you going on about? You're acting weird, even for you."
Ruffa stopped pacing and looked at Addie with a conflicted expression, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "It's just… there's something I know, but I don't think I'm the right person to say anything."
Addie crossed her arms. "Ruffa, if you're this torn up about it, maybe it's important enough that you should say something."