"Why did you do that?" was Idris' first question to me.

I sat on the couch and crossed my legs to rest my left elbow above my knee before I leaned towards him.

"What are you talking about, Detective Zamora?" I raised a brow.

Idris lowered his head pero hindi nakatakas sa akin ang pagkagat niya sa ibabang labi niya. Nag-angat siya muli ng tingin sa akin.

"You know what I mean, Solen-"

I stared at him for a few seconds before nodding.

"Oh, so, you mean . . . was it about my post? Should I edit my statement and tell them that you did nothing wrong before we broke up?"

Idris' lips parted. He's staring at me like a lost kid. His eyes are bloodshot. I felt a pang of pain just by staring at him so before I could even let my emotion takeover my whole system . . . I stood up and left him standing.

This is not the time for us. Not when the enemy bit the bait.

I have to do this. For my friends and for us to get the justice we deserve.