"Who are you?"
William repeated, clearly confused by her question.
"Do you mean that literally… or is there another meaning behind it?" he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.
Thalia leaned forward, as if trying to search something in his eyes.
"Did you really not understand my question… or are you pretending not to?"
William frowned.
"I mean, I know who you are. I told you… I did a background check on you. So basically, you're Thalia Kim, twenty-two years old, born and raised here, the only sister to Tiara and—"
Thalia raised her hand, stopping him.
"That's the basics. Of course you know that," she said, rolling her eyes in frustration. "Would you get married to someone without knowing that much?"
She let out a small breath.
"What I mean is…" She paused, biting her lip as hesitation crept in. "Ah—never mind."
For a brief second, something in William's expression shifted.
