"He didn't say he likes me." Coco defended herself, her hand twitching in Zaque's.
She wanted to pull away from him, to protect herself from being prodded with the truth, but the mediator's hand merely tightened around hers.
"I'm pretty sure that he did say he likes you." Zaque rebutted, humming.
"He didn't." Coco insisted, her eyes squinting as she got dragged into the side when a carriage galloped by. "He also didn't show any sign that he likes me, so how was I supposed to know?"
"He did." Zaque also insisted, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. "You're just dense."
"I'm not." Coco denied, her lips forming a straight as she averted her gaze away from the mediator who raised an eyebrow and stared at her.
"Really?" Zaque tilted his head and tugged her closer to him. "Then, did you know that I was the first to like you? Did you know that I liked you longer than Alhai did?"
He did? Coco thought, beads of sweat forming in her forehead.
